As i sat there by the firepit chatting up an old high-
school crush (a mutual one back then) while tending to
the hot coals with the poker, gingerly coaxing a flame
back to life, i couldnt help but wonder at the time
whether or not she also picked up on the subtlety of
the metaphor.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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