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You interest me in the way That death does, In the way that strangers can, In the way that complicated surgeries might You perplex me deeply enough That I write about you often, That you break and build Walls in my subconscious, That you feel like a warm ghost in my arms You demand my gaze that same way A fine building will Or an early-spring snow, Or a doe in heat You make me crave you Like a steak, Like spending money, The way I crave attention You bend me as Light bends in an eclipse, subtle and yet undeniable, I bend like the rules do For the rich and bold You call me to arms Like revolution in the streets, A revolution on the page, A revolution through the speakers You inspire me no less than a favorable sky to write A new pair of shoes to walk A great athletic feat to play You fill a space like a home-made poster, A sold out concert A partner in crime riding shotgun You have me searching for you The way I search for My mother, My father, My sister, Julian. You have me You have all You have me in the way That up always has down
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Jan 2, 2010
Jan 2, 2010 at 7:47 PM UTC
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You interest me in the way That death does, In the way that strangers can, In the way that complicated surgeries might You perplex me deeply enough That I write about you often, That you break and build Walls in my subconscious, That you feel like a warm ghost in my arms You demand my gaze that same way A fine building will Or an early-spring snow, Or a doe in heat You make me crave you Like a steak, Like spending money, The way I crave attention You bend me as Light bends in an eclipse, subtle and yet undeniable, I bend like the rules do For the rich and bold You call me to arms Like revolution in the streets, A revolution on the page, A revolution through the speakers You inspire me no less than a favorable sky to write A new pair of shoes to walk A great athletic feat to play You fill a space like a home-made poster, A sold out concert A partner in crime riding shotgun You have me searching for you The way I search for My mother, My father, My sister, Julian. You have me You have all You have me in the way That up always has down
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craig-dotti
Colombian
Jan 2, 2010
Jan 2, 2010 at 7:47 PM UTC
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