why do you tease me so querulous and catty and quirky the many faces you have delights so svelte, online media you write almost tangible and your beautiful braid-dangles
stupid thoughts, bad cup pollen from the dandelions breeze by, heron umbrella of Autumn's shadow-- the ghosts of never again haunt here despite you sweetening the edible tangles
finally seeing a balance in my bank account smoking under the last hours of the sun's reign feel like i fell out of love like i'm losing a part of myself like my mom or dad died she said boys like me are bad ones now that we're deeper into July she said boys like me make her go sad eventually
so i started another profile since this one is borked. like, can't put poems in the poem box. so, the new one is called laura 2. lol i'm original.
I'm probably done with this profile until someone fixes it. which they haven't responded to my inbox messages so i don't think they will. oh well, life moves on.
ye, changing sparks of color - the sea is stained like your eyes tears, of sunset, of desire, of gold i'm coming to terms good things fall apart, past days echo
Forgotten notes are far sweeter to the remembering measure the delectable silence to meditate in flowing between the years of leisure
cha-cha-cha, scatter and sway the sounds of a sunday road slowly stealing desire danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha~ hair flows in the cleave of sweet auric air