Thursday, June 5, 2008; 11:56 AM
for it was a flower, sir
Just a drabble:

and it was always the one name on their breaths, on the mind: over and over, always and always. Gold and silver merged, two names became one. It never fades, it is intangible; no matter how hard fingers are stretched: it is never seen, never felt.

gold and silver; oh, they happen only once an eternal lifetime, and what price for the two.
i will never forget.