urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blurredxmotion ...To know I melt with it. visionsxofxperfection@yahoo.com ONE DYING WISH 2004-12-21T21:47:18Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blurredxmotion:467 2004-12-21T21:47:18Z 2004-12-21T21:47:18Z <center><img src="http://onfinite.com/libraries/97249/e42.jpg"><br /><br /><i>"We've fallen on days," leigh said. all hands, blurred<br />motion. those praying hands. the tragic famine of <br />words unsaid, hours misspent. it's all flash, after <br />all. the photographic momentary work of our senses <br />viewing, tasting, living to deny the bittersweet <br />desire of whispers written across days of days' lament <br />... the silence we offer, never to recompense the <br />experiences we've borrowed.</i></center>