September 01, 2001

and of your flaws and foibles

and of your flaws and foibles
dare i speak?
like fine crazing lines
in the bottom of a well loved cup,
they distiguish you,
endear you to me,
comfort me as i draw
that last long sip of you.

©2001 judith meskill

K-Collector
September 1, 2001 09:30 PM | google it! | threadorati
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