Because we fell in love like two whites doves
Just falling slowly and deeply in love...
Dear reader,
eons ago, I used to sing...
Jesus Christ,
You are like the sun rising amongst the mountains...
You know that little thing
in that little thing...
I was like a chocolate box under your desk;
Hidden for everyone else, except for you...
There's no quietude
everywhere I turn to...
I made my journal a ghost
covered with blankets...
This journey of words that my fingers trek,
it's something more than just a trip, I take...
And it's true, all this time,
I've been like a lagoon...
For a child, love was a park,
an amusement center...
As I lay dying with my head rested upon a plate of...
I boil my tears like I would boil water...
I think.
I just think...