sorry bunny

sorry bunny

Saturday, February 11, 2012

raid   a   lover gone
bathe their body in the couture lawn
laced like we're fancier
than a breeze

could you swing your arms at me?
move it with the wind


all i want is to hear the wind singing as i dance like a tree forever in the movement of my own body
but to be warm from the inside

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