buttercup,
he said
i'm back
and hungry,
drank too much ***
and want to talk art
laugh, of course, i do
i miss you
i want you to come here
i want us to laugh
please, let's write together
our dreams, they won't wait
i will, in time
summer is near
we'll eat fish and swim
the universe feeding us
but now, please
it's growing
i'm weak
call me a goy, i'll laugh
while that heart-shaped
crescent moon presses
my collarbone, tender
your beard rough
soon, we've waited centuries
already
time just circumstance
of course, but promise
no tricks
we'll not burn it
there won't be matches
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
buttercup,
he said
i'm back
and hungry,
drank too much ***
and want to talk art
laugh, of course, i do
i miss you
i want you to come here
i want us to laugh
please, let's write together
our dreams, they won't wait
i will, in time
summer is near
we'll eat fish and swim
the universe feeding us
but now, please
it's growing
i'm weak
call me a goy, i'll laugh
while that heart-shaped
crescent moon presses
my collarbone, tender
your beard rough
soon, we've waited centuries
already
time just circumstance
of course, but promise
no tricks
we'll not burn it
there won't be matches
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