Sunday, July 27, 2003

A woman with an inanely perfect face
A dog with wickedly beautiful eyes
And the last train ride on this route for some time to come

She sat on my lap and we watched the mountains together...and counted the waterfalls...and wondered at the depth of the gorge....and put our hands out in the spray...till she fell asleep...and then I had to get off.

Somebody buy me a month...
And then again, I would probably give it away as well...