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is my mustache too much for a woman like
me and a guy like you?
Am I too hairy for it all?
this is not about hair...
more the follicle..

I need to sleep next to you.
Those arms pulled me into a
warping washed wall
so easily, those strong arms
~lift me over the ice, please.....
i don't want a life where it's dark, my home
and heart is warm, & we did it to ourselves...

       Come to me
   and I'll nurse you
       I'll nurse you

I'll protect you. You know that i adore you.
Here it comes again

Take what you want
Get what you want.

It all hurts. fleshy open wounds
I needed you to wrap
I wanted you to wrap.

I know you feel me, but I just like the heat
of the summer.

I hung it up and posted and washed and
I turned down the heat for you.
   my heat in these concrete floors.
So you would stay
   another night
       with me
           and you
   in my bed, it was hung.
I trusted...... wear my own heart out
   on my sleeve.
But yours
   no jacket....what a warm blooded guy..

It's all accepting & releasing when your
heart yearns for fresh flowers picked from
the Spring. Don't say it better, babe.

you abuse stimulants
and speed & rush & me & time
4 cups, one being offered, three on the
ground in front of you
But it's all lost to the clouds.
Arms are crossed.
just immersed in your own..

clouds and flowing rivers & overflowing
cups and hearts and

florida giggles sunshine beachy shells
shelled.
tossed out by the tides and then hand
selected for...

It's all inevitable & unpredictable.

What about that Midol?

It's just that snowy night was too much.
What a catalyst am I supposed to
thank you or.

Wait, yeah what about that Midol?
it's all just ash

"I bet you're such a good teacher"
"I really like you"
"It's like we knew eachother from our past lives"
"I feel like we are puzzle pieces."

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