Tag Archives: lover
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I met you
Through some avenue
In a trip around the sun
That always seems to shine on time
On a whim
Supernaturally
Light of my nine lives
For what purpose is certain
Sellout’s Remorse
This feeling
That feeling
The feeling
Hair
Touching
My shoulders
Mine
And
Not yours
Like a Lover
I always step outside, in the daylight and in the dark, and see whether I see stars, and ask whether they see me, and, notwithstanding the clouds or the position of the sun, I do beseech them, tell me: Do you see him, is he outside seeing you, asking and beseeching too, and is he looking this way…my way?
Book Giver
May you have magic
This happiest Saturday
You never gave up