Finding Fono represents the flotsam and jetsam of words and images that float by my life. The entries are random and occasional. They may have interest or meaning - you decide. Surf in, read on, float by ...
Saturday 17 November 2007
Right up to the moon - and back
If I lay here, if I just lay here, Would you lay with me? And just forget the world.
Those three words are said too much, They're not enough. All that I am, All that I ever was, Is here in your perfect eyes.
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