Ocean Reef

fifty-seven degrees.i.fifty-seven degrees.
it is summer and i want to write you poems
about how it is fifty-seven degrees and i am shaking. it is summer and i want to crawl through your second-story
window and tell you about the butterfly i saw and named "cloudcityscandal," but you are always asleep and dreamless. it is summer and whenever i sleep i only dream about you, so how is that fair. it is summer and i don't go to church but spend all my time confessing. it is summer and i don't discharge static before pumping gas. it is summer and where is my paradise. where is my sanity.
where is my personal weight-loss

Thank you so much for the fave on Ghosts
I really appreciate it!
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By night, Love, tie your heart to mine,
and the two together in their sleep
will defeat the darkness
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fav, that truly means a lot to me.
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Art is never finished, only abandoned. ~ Leonardo da Vinci
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