I'm sorry.
Sorry for neglecting you,
Failing
to give you the attention
you deserve,
Better than me.
I promise.
A promise made
to be kept,
I will touch you
with the ink,
with my soft silky pen,
my yearning keyboard.
I will post on your luscious board for all to see, and I don't care if they know...
I love you,
Boon Taste.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
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