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Poem By Francis Santaquilani
butter knives scraping toast, warm dreams
exchanged over coffee, winter backs
away from the window.
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16 May 2007 02:09
I agree with Tai, this has a wonderful cozy feeling. - chuck
17 Nov 2005 07:14
Francis, doesn't it just, when love is in the air! This left a warm fuzzy feeling. Smiling Tai
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