I opened you up along your perforation
And polished all your edges with toothpaste
Turn back once more, if you'd care to wish
I am only soul and hands and this
A photo of you I stole. To cherish
When you weren't looking
Monday, April 14, 2014
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
1 comment:
"You are mint. Like toothpaste."
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