« Reply #8359 on: Jun 13, 2006, 08:35 PM »
Bravo Pierralex 2000 c'est le double de moi....waouh.....

Un copain du Sud
hé hé
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As the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. I find I am humming softly, not to the music, but something else, some place else, a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been except a deer, and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.............