Friday, January 27, 2012

Slide on your night glasses
It's so quiet
can't you see? It's time
We have to try it

We keep forgetting
We are just humans
& it's exciting...
a brush of skin

I have a feeling
a very good one
that I can love it
your brush of skin

I want the answers to them
to these questions unspoken
I'll be myself around you
If you let me astound you


The one I crave so much
he floats above me
He dwells inside an air balloon
Waiting to love me

The science of it all
it disappoints me...
The data lingers in the air
When will it hit me?



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