Sunday, January 16, 2011

romance

Stories.
She told me stories.
She told me about snow
and rain
and made them real to me
though I had seen
and felt
and tasted
all of it before.
She told me stories
and she spoke to me
she said everything
and I waited
for my cue
to tell her my own.
Stories.
Ever stories.
More and more stories.
The woman who told me
told me stories.

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