viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2009

she left away
with sunday shoes
off of my bed again

while I look from the space
a girly looking woman out my building

perhaps tomorrow
she is not wet yet
yet, yet, yet

she will be,
flying around
she will be,
looking some how

and i will be,
wishing my naked feed
to be cobered
when the sun goes down
at least until the morning



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