" i want to write a poem using your whole body "
chiming words to the soul.
( your words get me, every letter to each word is colliformed in this nature that is unreal. the connectivity of your form to mine is intertwined and flows like the autumn wind. our bodies flow around each other; the flesh as one. )
disconnective love affair.
she's finding herself feeling the sound rather than hearing it.
her eyes shine with no remorse.
her heart will be strong. she will be good. she won't wane.
she doesn't really imagine anything but what they have.
her old age pension is in the mail.
she's earning money to buy that house by the water.
as her hair grows thin she continues to work at what she needs to.
all she wants from the world is to save the creatures.
no more. no less.
she's asking, is that okay?
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