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Apr 27, 2008 12:40

today is a warm thing
and i wish i had a ham sandwich or or a watermelon...

i have words and i have fingers and oh the things i want to do with both

my thoughts are astronaut, endless and floating.

and you are sea salt mixed into chocolate
put on the tongue to melt

and if i do not get a kiss from you soon i will forget what goodness means
and if soon from you i do not get a nibble, my troubles may treble and similar to sybil
i will burst into others with voices the same and holler your goodness and whisper your name
until kisses are placed in places they should be, on the ear, behind the left knee...

i imagine my life rife with entreat
the underside of your chin, the curve of your feet
the yes of your eyes the please of your knees
parted and friendly, 35 degrees
of oh and tremble, yes and shake
sleep deeply tonight
and tomorrow
for goodness' sake

tell me hello again and smile with yesses
before time wanes
and sad life will no longer allow us any guesses...
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