i think you will wear tired of me
in this constellation of thoughts you are the milky way
lucid and opaque.
i wish i was the sun
to cast a light onto you
to make you love me.
to make your universe collide
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writings from a sore hand
i like that the universe isn't really colliding with anything...
ReplyDeletebut this makes you feel it is.
very profound and intellectual statement lucia. or shall i say. lucid.?
ReplyDeleteahahaha. oh you. :P
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