Turned in my hand
Pine cone every perfect detail
Like a pattern
Something of armadillo
About you
Love the symmetry
The natural grace
That makes my head
Swim
So natural
Like the way you smile
Like the way I feel
When you smile
Do you ever do
Anything less
Than be piney
Or coney
Sure you don’t try
Sure you don’t
Feb 15, 2011
Feb 15, 2011 at 12:13 PM UTC
Turned in my hand
Pine cone every perfect detail
Like a pattern
Something of armadillo
About you
Love the symmetry
The natural grace
That makes my head
Swim
So natural
Like the way you smile
Like the way I feel
When you smile
Do you ever do
Anything less
Than be piney
Or coney
Sure you don’t try
Sure you don’t
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