"Oh ski. I love you so. Your slender shape, the way you make me go fast down the snow-covered slopes of Aspen. I clutch you to my breast in fear that you might escape me, beloved ski. For we are to be together for eternity! Eternity, I say!"
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
A Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name
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