poems unity July 29, 2013by heather anne her lips strained to task refunded cadence grasps at bitter unity Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red 
Oooh wow.
This is fathoms deep~~
Is there something I can help you with?
Is it a coincidence that your username is “her heat” spelled backwards?
the real coincidence is that my actual name spells “heat her” forwards!
Ha! Well Heather, I am sure you generate plenty of heat in Calgary. It is certainly needed there.