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Aug 2017
I often refer to people as art in my poems
when I look at you I see life
what I see is something so ******* beautiful
your smile reminds me of a crescent moon
and eyes of stars that shine so bright
your laugh reminds me of my favorite song
and so I sing, 'oh my darling' every time I hear it
and hugs as the warmest blanket I've ever felt
your arms as a seatbelt because you know
I love living life fast and dangerously
and I often wreck
you... you are my safety net
when I jump out of this burning building I call life
you're here to break my fall
Your lips remind me of CPR
when I see you I forget how to breath
I start gasping and you save me
I lay my head upon your chest
your heartbeat reminds me to stay calm
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8
It's slow and rhythmic, it teaches me
how to pace myself
slow and steady
your voice reminds me of slow jazz
play me more
I am a huge fan, I want your autograph
because you put me at ease
I love to dance to your music
I get lost in you
I dance forgetting days and nights
are passing by like airplanes flying from
New Orleans to San Francisco
I watch you blink like shooting stars;
you point at them yet
I always just so happen to miss them
yet I say "yes I saw them"
just to see you light up.
I'm attracted to your light
I'm the moth you're the bug zapper
so pretty to the eyes yet so deadly to the touch
you my love are life
you are the ivy and I am the building
wrapping your vines through
the crevices of my bricks
we aren't growing up, we are growing together
we are what make the Earth green
and the water blue
and the sun so bright.

GM
GM
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GM  New Orleans, Louisiana
(New Orleans, Louisiana)   
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