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and i want to take cold showers with you
tell you how the rain feels on my skin and then
call you for every sing-a-long there is
i know you see it in the corner of my eye
a flash of recognition when you kiss my forehead
saying
in a past life we were magic and i know once
on some other piece of land we knew how to shine
as bright as glow worms or stars
you know it too - the way you dolt over me
too early in the morning, sing: baby of mine don't you cry
baby of mine, dry your eyes
tell you how the rain feels on my skin and then
call you for every sing-a-long there is
i know you see it in the corner of my eye
a flash of recognition when you kiss my forehead
saying
in a past life we were magic and i know once
on some other piece of land we knew how to shine
as bright as glow worms or stars
you know it too - the way you dolt over me
too early in the morning, sing: baby of mine don't you cry
baby of mine, dry your eyes
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flowersandrobots
the future
lover is
judging the duration
by the a-
mount of empty chairs
arranged at your
reception and
the future
lover winks
an eye
for two
who are
counting couples
coaxing couplets
from the tulips
while their true lips
are
mouthing
matching movements
to
human hips
in hopes
of coming
all
unglued
and the price
of every present
is the former you
ready
for
resentment
or
the never pleasant
persistence of
forever
non-existence
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the other girl
Every time she looks your way,
You stammer and you choke,
Because this is pure beauty,
A heart that never broke.
Her eyes are like empty swimming pools,
But you still want to dive inside,
And they've never held water over the years,
Because she's had no reason to cry.
You know when you see her smile,
That she hasn't felt the pain,
That she would never hurt you like I did,
And you don't want to hurt again.
Best of all she wants you,
And lets you in her heart,
So soft and pink and bloody,
And willing from the start.
I know my eyes are swollen,
From all the times I've cried.
I know my heart has hardened up,
And i
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in love with a dream catcher
you packed your old suitcase full of pink roses
and set out to find where the
crickets sleep
using the moon beams through tree branches
to guide you.
you wanted to lay your head in the grass
tangle your hair in the sedge
and have music surround you from every
unmeasured inch of earth that equals the outdoors.
you wanted to press your fingers into the top soil
and bottom soil
while it was still cool and kept its fresh
sunset taste.
you said everyone's dreams were caught
on angel hair-
[a prettier name for spider webs]
that silvery thread that floats on the wind and
sticks to your face.
i didn't believe you, but
i could see
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rest your head close to my heart,
never to part, baby of mine.
never to part, baby of mine.
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gorgeous little poem.