Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Our Motion

I don't mind if you need to move out
Of the way of my
Melted sugar words
Lana Del Rey mind
And insane, lizard green eyes.
If there's something to save
Present it to me like a bouquet
Or better yet, just move out of the way.
I can't stop my
Hungry love  
Cosmic walk;
They're just in the way.

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