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writing by curiositykate
catching fragments 
22nd-Feb-2007 11:30 pm
MAGGIE; anywhere the sleep dust lies
i collapsed on your bed
and we lay there for
hours, catching fragments
of things we'd never said
but wished we had;
things with no relevance
to somebody only known
for a day and a half.

all the same, we
were painters and our
pictures filled the air;
my memories and yours
tangle like lace and
your past feels like mine

i taste salt on my lips
to my surprise
but not yours.

[from a prompt @ same_oh]
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