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I’ll see you when my pockets fill with money and boredom and love that spills out, flooding streets, roads, fields, highways, sky there’s endless width and length and space that spreads so far between two hearts that never blink when eyes are clear and mouths make smiles between us, two hearts that met in perfect age in date, in term, in season, in phase I guess, it’s up to loss, I guess, it’s up to luck maybe to the extent of giving up or, I hope, to the extent of dedication not so firm, just light like effortless rays of delight and stars and space and the milky way - it’s honest to say I want to see you yesterday I’ll see you if a wish comes true I’ll make your bed and lay with you sunsets **** worthlessness in the summertime and nighttime is my favourite here the moon and I made friends last year I’ll introduce you to Her Majesty, I’ll introduce you to our River Valley my fingers crave your shoulder blades the muscles, warmth, squishy skin I love to hold and if you saw the bunnies hop, your mouth would drop, your eyes would pop my goodness, I’m losing my sense of strength I’m so used to telling myself I need the restraint all the time my god, all the time from glory & cheer & bliss and most of all, waning to kiss and kiss and kiss you it hurts to want so much, so bad it hurts to want what I can’t have my hopes take a swim like flags in the wind there’s not one real thing that tells me you love me I say this because I’m not sure if intuition is real I think we just like to make things up to feel wanted or worth it or divine, even just a little bit there’s not one real thing that tells me I love you but this scope of time and distance tells me our version of the word "us" has no ambit there is no measure no limit and sun is just as great as us, and we are just as great as air it’s impossible to express because what we have is so rare
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Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 4:28 AM UTC
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I’ll see you when my pockets fill with money and boredom and love that spills out, flooding streets, roads, fields, highways, sky there’s endless width and length and space that spreads so far between two hearts that never blink when eyes are clear and mouths make smiles between us, two hearts that met in perfect age in date, in term, in season, in phase I guess, it’s up to loss, I guess, it’s up to luck maybe to the extent of giving up or, I hope, to the extent of dedication not so firm, just light like effortless rays of delight and stars and space and the milky way - it’s honest to say I want to see you yesterday I’ll see you if a wish comes true I’ll make your bed and lay with you sunsets **** worthlessness in the summertime and nighttime is my favourite here the moon and I made friends last year I’ll introduce you to Her Majesty, I’ll introduce you to our River Valley my fingers crave your shoulder blades the muscles, warmth, squishy skin I love to hold and if you saw the bunnies hop, your mouth would drop, your eyes would pop my goodness, I’m losing my sense of strength I’m so used to telling myself I need the restraint all the time my god, all the time from glory & cheer & bliss and most of all, waning to kiss and kiss and kiss you it hurts to want so much, so bad it hurts to want what I can’t have my hopes take a swim like flags in the wind there’s not one real thing that tells me you love me I say this because I’m not sure if intuition is real I think we just like to make things up to feel wanted or worth it or divine, even just a little bit there’s not one real thing that tells me I love you but this scope of time and distance tells me our version of the word "us" has no ambit there is no measure no limit and sun is just as great as us, and we are just as great as air it’s impossible to express because what we have is so rare
samasati
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Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 4:28 AM UTC
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