love's not a dirty dog but a charming postman!
(when does it get there?)
(when does it get there?)
and
it's a delicate lady? she's talking and you're dreaming
(some alliteration here vaguely shading )_________________its daylight
not a fancy word cut down on its love
No fantasm! she's roughed up by the wind !
changigapeomething I am writing.
______________________________________No fantasm! she's roughed up by the wind !
changigapeomething I am writing.
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i ll learn the sweet eyes of your line perturbing
each
from the other
say its prayer
round the halo
its moment
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i ll learn the sweet eyes of your line perturbing
each
from the other
saying its prayer
around the halo
of a moment
Okay Move the square box of the play_____________> over there_____ where?offfscreen
Can
one write
crazy
desire's a kiss
long
gone to its
arriving
Alright alright
its imperfect
the hands
in
real furs
the
shady glance
first time
bed and not bed
these perfect eyes
are yours
Can
one write
crazy
desire's a kiss
crazy
desire's a kiss
long
gone to its
arriving
Alright alright
its imperfect
the hands
in
real furs
the
shady glance
first time
bed and not bed
these perfect eyes
are yours
_________________________
Changing these as they appear |
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I don't know how to make art for you I might[?]
try here
see how and learning
is such a curve
like your hips weaving
coming along the avenue tear
me up and out a long sigh a pipe filled for love
and the air would be sweet
filled with your kiss
the song a fluent breath
across this painful world
delicate between each papered membrane
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