And walking, he lead her through a blizzard of characters.
She was aware of him and he was aware of her.
And being so aware of him
she was consequently aware of his awareness of her, making her aware of herself.
Aware of each other, aware of themselves.
Always there, not being able to put it into words.
She can't put him into words.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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