For girls,
the less you do it
the less you want it.
For me anyway.
Perhaps practice makes perfect
but it seems the longer I wait
the more it builds, the better.
Course lacking a partner
with which to practice
leaves it to fall by the wayside,
to rear up in unexpected explosions,
an untended garden
randomly bursting into fiery blooms.
3 February 2012
1933
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