Saturday, May 18, 2013

I love and miss you so much at the same time that I am in a constant state of nausea and panic

I would ask you to run away with me
if my mouth could find your ears
if my mouth could find your ears
then my finders could find
the opposite of your elbows and
touch and
maybe we wouldn't need to talk
but sleep like trees in summer

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