The motors of love pull,
Battle the cranky nurses
With thermometers and jello.
Motors hum with the deep
Seal of windows protecting
Clothing of one who loves.
Ice will penetrate but
Motors seep with rising rivers,
Bubbles which melt the circle.
Crystals cannot pierce the barrier,
And they continue to worship
Lovers who melt in thermometers.
stillfugue 
#1 by Evelyn on January 17, 2011 - 9:13 pm
CARL!
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I love it.
Wonderful! sharp and beautiful, images, sounds…
I love it!
#2 by Carl on January 17, 2011 - 9:55 pm
Thank you so much, Evelyn! It shows I do not have an objective view. I did not like it, but I could not figure out how to fix it, so it went out like it was. I appreciate your comment. I will learn from this. Thank you!
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#4 by Carl on January 24, 2011 - 10:04 pm
Thank you so much and thanks for commenting. I enjoyed your site.