do you see your jar?
your light show; your pirouette
spin me out of me
set me free to soar
transcend this reality
flowers at my door
heart in your pocket
I rest in your hands again
I am not my poem
Is this blindness mine?
I live in your derision
That moment: the square
Love.
your light show; your pirouette
spin me out of me
set me free to soar
transcend this reality
flowers at my door
heart in your pocket
I rest in your hands again
I am not my poem
Is this blindness mine?
I live in your derision
That moment: the square
Love.
1 comment:
from you I expected a joss whedon reference - I guess I forgot you are a poet first and a nerd second.
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