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 May 2014 Surrationality
Oco
there was always time
for laughter and making love
but never enough

*ojc
a haiku
 May 2014 Surrationality
moriarty
maybe it wasn't in the way she
bit my lip and
silently
exhaled against my neck
it was so much more
and
wordlessly
we sank deeper
in our sweet daze, dismissing
how bad things could get
because it didn't matter, hell no
as long as our skin was touching

because maybe, just maybe,
this... thing
it was right.
funny how it is fundamentally over.
funny how i never actually touched her.
funny.
hilarious. obviously.
Every time she smiles,
I read without fail
on her face thus:
"wealth belonging to cosmic treasure"
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