I miss the way your fingernails
actually seized the sunshine...

These words are too hungry
for my soul's peace...

Stability is
a swinging pendulum that comes to a brief rest...

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If we learn to love on earth...

Counting the number of fingers it takes
to hold you, meter and all, a ripple the wind...

9:41
Night is stranded...

Buckets of cold doubt
dampen my pushing sunshine...

You are these statistics I'm trying
to formulate, but no calculator or histogram...

She wonders if the reason there is
no bathtub in her house is because of...

I can't seem to settle for familiar,
because I always end up sitting...

Will you come in the form of a star?
All I ask for is someone...

I could unveil a thousand magnificent sights,
all wrapped up in one sky...