Thursday, June 17, 2010

Day 330: day dump

tel e something i havent heard before
like the dirty is falling
our sky is turning translucent
that your eyes
your eyes are pebbles
its something i'll remmeber
like your boobs might be in the way
but i want them there anyways
these are the things
the mistakes we make
build us a human
with a body like a siren
and a voice
like an hour glass
mold her skin from the sky
and hold our your heart to her chest
do we beat the same still?
even if she is miraculous
and i am plain?

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