2003-01-01
i could be your spooky girlfriend..
:: elvis costello ::
momentary scenes of grace
dance among the shadows in the glass
slipping in and around
the movement of the past
any bland conformity has never
seen such beauty as this
each one coming down in flight
and to the earth with a kiss
breathing deeply only intensifies
the blindness of perfection
using my hand to clear away the fog
i once again reside outside of reflection.
lunaadored at 11:00 p.m.