Jan 2011

A star
Upon your living sky.
Will spread the breathing joy.
And eliminating all deadly sorrow
Letting out terrifying craziness do everything but fade out into the nightly,dark terrain.
When it's a star you're looking at you're looking at your lightened star.

A body
Upon a stranger's falling floor
Will carry away your fatal air
And breathe in all great emotions
Letting our madness loosen more and more, screw by screw
On the falling floor is your daring body
With the glowing beauty reverberating against my shallow chest
Beating me to death , from the inside
And so I realize I'm looking at nothing but your glowing beauty.

Technically I wrote this in math class. (Because I knew what we were reviewing.)
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