The moles on your hunched back
form themselves into constellations
each dot connecting to its neighbor.
I've become endlessly starry eyed
gazing at the wonders of your galaxy.
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 11:59 PM UTC
The moles on your hunched back
form themselves into constellations
each dot connecting to its neighbor.
I've become endlessly starry eyed
gazing at the wonders of your galaxy.
Photo inspiration for this piece: http://thetalltwig.tumblr.com/post/42473861615
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