Friday, May 21, 2010

All Night Long #2

I went to Greece with Mr. Ex once. We were twenty years old and stood in the moonlight below the Acropolis. We fed each other mousakka and vine leaves and brought a bottle of ouzo back to our cheap hotel. The kisses tasted like licorice all night long.
That door is closed.    


 ...look at all these doors.

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