no surprise here
2 hands
1 cable
1 wakeboard.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Had I the heavens embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light of dawn,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths of dust.
I would spread the cloths under your feet
But I, being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams under your feet
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
11:33 PM