Saturday, July 10, 2010

Day 362: you are the sun

someone once said you were crimson
but i think your soul is golden
rod
broken
i can see you in the sun
sometimes
when its new moon
and w are revolving around the earth
i see you then
starring down my window
like a piece of golden rod
honey like
sweet
like
sticky
like ill never get you off my skin
or clean
form my bones

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