It feels like something is missing . .
tone deaf,
idiotic summer
we're mapping stars
with eyes like plates
and rolling fingers
in spheres we've always
known, but never stretched chords
before
and like bon-bons and windy substances
the singer desire gives you a;
"you take me higher, baby,
you take me high"
[how bout' an echo?]
Poetry by theo
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Written on 2006-09-06 at 12:02
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Idiot babes and sunny days
tone deaf,
idiotic summer
we're mapping stars
with eyes like plates
and rolling fingers
in spheres we've always
known, but never stretched chords
before
and like bon-bons and windy substances
the singer desire gives you a;
"you take me higher, baby,
you take me high"
[how bout' an echo?]
Poetry by theo
Read 654 times
Written on 2006-09-06 at 12:02
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