enter me thy hands of cool etherizing
that i might
suddenly
(a flock of intense doves)
become my skin
some curving ofs
starlight(inAmsterdamwhere
a flower left me
the rich improbable hands of the wind
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
enter me thy hands of cool etherizing
that i might
suddenly
(a flock of intense doves)
become my skin
some curving ofs
starlight(inAmsterdamwhere
a flower left me
the rich improbable hands of the wind
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