090813 #bunny Yes, I say in a small voice, much too small. His laugh turns throaty, he advances. My heart begins to race, almost like the old days, one more time, one more dawn light sad pathetic holy time. 000000 #human Anyway, Maybe I was kidding myself. Maybe it's either a) just me, or else b) I just haven't found where to take off in my own stellar cloud of nebulous passion. Maybe someday I, too, will get to see the Seven Sisters. Maybe not. Who knows except the hedgehog, and he ain't saying.