You squish,
You squiggle.
What a fine dish,
The way you wriggle.
Your flavor
Your sweetness,
Should be savored.
Eaten with neatness.
The glimmer and glow
You shine,
As you grow
Into a colorful line
You, little worm,
Maybe you just want to squirm.
You squish,
You squiggle.
What a fine dish,
The way you wriggle.
Your flavor
Your sweetness,
Should be savored.
Eaten with neatness.
The glimmer and glow
You shine,
As you grow
Into a colorful line
You, little worm,
Maybe you just want to squirm.
Shatterable, how utterly shatterable this world is. Once I was here, embraced in delicate arms that were so strong. I was embracing a blond headed, simple pathed, loving girl.
We shift through the reeds, chests touching, foreheads resting on each other. Our hands become moist from being held together for so long. The breeze makes the large plane full of reeds click, nearly sounding like diamonds.
After all this
The shame
The guilt
The tear between friends
The loss of sleep
The burning of bridges
I still love you
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