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Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

gaps between my hands


so, number one,
what to call you?
we could have some fun.

so, number two,
what to call you?
it could be just me and you.

so, number three,
what to call you?
i know you wanna be with me.

so, number four,
what to call you?
come meet me on the dance floor.

so, number five,
what to call you?
i can show you what it feels like to be alive.

don't bother to linger,
get in line,
'cos i'm waiting for the right finger,
to loop around mine.

for bethany. i love you, wife.
now, stop mentally cheating on me, kthankxbai.

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