Back to scream-downs, disney on tape and tapping my feet,
when eyes are left dry from monsoons wishing you and I were something else.
You're prominent like a jam jar, yet I won't be foolish to hope-
that I can be your riot.
Love as forbidden as it is fragile, when I lean back against the sultry door frame
here's a cookie, just for luck
smile for me, when I let him in.
Two of same mind-alikes, shrieking in goodness knows, spraying neon lights
lying on the barren ground, counting the stars
till daylight creeps up on the night.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Hello, I miss you quite terribly-
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