Saturday, April 4, 2009

"You came to me this morning
and you handled me like meat.
You'd have to live alone to know
how good that feels, how sweet.
My mirror twin, my next of kin,
I'd know you in my sleep.
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep?"
- Leonard Cohen, a draft of the song/poem "A Thousand Kisses Deep"

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