for the summer of 2004
like the dance our eyes engage in
like the smoky wispy spirit of
what could be
like that your eyes ignite
a flame of awareness tingly spine
chilly and all
like when we're dancing
right, under blinking
neverendingblinking
lights, under swirling ball
you hold my hand
like you never want
to share me with anyone
else ever again
like a fleetingly cold morning
on a march day in manila, i remember
him who waits for me,
like waits for me to tell him
when i want him
only i won't.
cause our song
like the crumbliest song ever,
but so right for us and the
moment
isn't over yet.
like maybe it never will be.
like the smoky wispy spirit of
what could be
like that your eyes ignite
a flame of awareness tingly spine
chilly and all
like when we're dancing
right, under blinking
neverendingblinking
lights, under swirling ball
you hold my hand
like you never want
to share me with anyone
else ever again
like a fleetingly cold morning
on a march day in manila, i remember
him who waits for me,
like waits for me to tell him
when i want him
only i won't.
cause our song
like the crumbliest song ever,
but so right for us and the
moment
isn't over yet.
like maybe it never will be.
posted by peach at 3:52 AM
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