god'swife11 Dec 2002

Oh my sweet sweet Mr. Longfellows, I was just giving out the only call I knew you could answer. The other route is inaccesible, buried under the mud of my dirty words mixed with tears you gave me, a landslide of emotions. You know I love you deeply, terribly. There are so many roads to you, and I want to travel them all. For know it's unseemly backroads of conflict. Kiss kiss.