sending you those messages

those things inside my head - call it poetry
haven't always been there,...















Tuesday, April 3, 2012


i can see things clearly through your
eyes,             all right,
contrast through your
               mouth,
                             so fine,
   feel it in your hands,
                  you’re mine,
       know it from your
                         heart,
                 it’s bleeding.

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