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Free fall sensation in the dark invited dizzy dreams spark singed skin the last time I felt like I do when you touch me I had stuck a necklace in an electrical socket to try and figure out how the lights work I thought I could take the energy I thought by touching it I could understand Except for that hurt, and you are the opposite of hurt on the same intensity just with fingertips except for I understand alternating current now but not this You make me want to make sculptures and bad jokes you make me write but the words come out like dogs off the leash in the park Next to you is the place where I fell asleep at the beach and woke up warm and sun-washed where my body felt like it belonged to me and the waves had washed away the smell of wet cities and old growth trees Next to you is banana pancakes with strawberries and silence is a round comfortable thing like hobbit feet like blanket forts safe and temporary constructions inventive nomadic shelters lovely places to spend rainy days You are like aloe-vera gel and I've been forgetful and spent to much time in the sun trying to breath in life but got hurt but it doesn't feel raw when you slide over my skin instead its tingly bits of mint and blue like gypsy wind chimes and spicy food
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Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 7:16 AM UTC
Blue Minty Things, Dinosaur Wings
Free fall sensation in the dark invited dizzy dreams spark singed skin the last time I felt like I do when you touch me I had stuck a necklace in an electrical socket to try and figure out how the lights work I thought I could take the energy I thought by touching it I could understand Except for that hurt, and you are the opposite of hurt on the same intensity just with fingertips except for I understand alternating current now but not this You make me want to make sculptures and bad jokes you make me write but the words come out like dogs off the leash in the park Next to you is the place where I fell asleep at the beach and woke up warm and sun-washed where my body felt like it belonged to me and the waves had washed away the smell of wet cities and old growth trees Next to you is banana pancakes with strawberries and silence is a round comfortable thing like hobbit feet like blanket forts safe and temporary constructions inventive nomadic shelters lovely places to spend rainy days You are like aloe-vera gel and I've been forgetful and spent to much time in the sun trying to breath in life but got hurt but it doesn't feel raw when you slide over my skin instead its tingly bits of mint and blue like gypsy wind chimes and spicy food
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Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 7:16 AM UTC
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