Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Raindrops on the window ... raindrops on the heart.

From the warmth of our old, lumbering minivan they are a captivating design of beads, holding in place as their insides throb downward until their voluptuous weight carries them like tears down the windshield.

You do know that you can only hold them back for so long, don't you? Eventually they will run free...

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