what do the wings write, light in the sky
tales told to the whistling, empty guy
stellar moon that turns eyes hibiscus pink
darling dark hair, shining star, who slips his hand away in the morning
to chase back the night
woke up early and climbed the dawn, it shook me out like
a spider eating it's babies in my bathtub
gusts throwing pants and deep-thought-boulders down spring slopes like rice
leading to the back window
opening to daydreams, kiss for a closing of the eyes, low and slow
loosen the heart from aching
And Soon You Will Be The Earth, And Get Steamy With The Sun
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