You

words, words are a little strewn for me now
my eyes hurt torridly
like torrential rain and made up banters of things that a song will make you feel
fleetingly

i love how you make me feel
a little giddy
a little speciial
ounces of naughtiness
glaring through your small red lit windows

finding me immersed in my habits
fighting
crying
you never indulge me
and yet hold me as i go deeper and water rises to my neck
and yet I don’t run towards the shore
i hold your hand
and picture myself
floating and swimming
like no fear of these blue waves could ever stop me
hide me
muddly little waters
choking inside my throat

you
are a bit of never ending magic

a bit of no bits of any tiny peice
lodged

cars speeding slowly in momentary
silence inside doors that have no locks

you
will be
more ~ 19th Feb, 16

Or nothing at all ~ 25th Feb, 16

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