aprilshower
sin and me @ the 25th hour
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Natal
I wish I could remember my infancy,
the time when I babbled out ma and pa,
and they would pamper me with love and I would endear them with my immaturity.
Maybe all we need to be intimate is
to speak a different language.
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