break
standing (cock)-eyed
in the sun,
arm bent / hips forward
skirts like petticoats / and corsets
i
stare at you.
you, like the nares on an orange,
gaze
right back at me.
i
bend my knee /
(and twist)
i /
(heart) this life
with
you in it.
holding / on (breakneck pace) i
grow so fond of you
(my) clothes
turn
gold...
i go [whole mole] for you.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
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