apad 11

[bardiphouka]

Sometimes Life is a border,
There are no guards, no
Homeland Security of the heart.
Each kiss opens the passport
to lead to a land or
anywhere the touch can lead.

Comments

[siquidhabent.livejournal.com]

I don't care man. Heart and Homeland Security? Seriously?

[bardiphouka.livejournal.com]

but like the poem says,sort of..Homeland Security has no heart