26/09/15 And in your hands I am undone Two hands that come swimmingly out of the shoal Plastic glass
26/09/15 And in your hands I am undone Two hands that come swimmingly out of the shoal Plastic glasses and fuchsia light brightdulled eyes and an opportunity to seize And his hands seize me closecut chin stubblechops fiery lips and Fierceness in them Finding each other barely blind And in your hands I am undone A thrumming baseline surges and fractured shouts, words never even logged are shared, surge/yo digits digits noturnthisway dartdart nod nod but a confidence leapt to like a teleport - wary of hearts connected by golden threads (nearby) But something surges the need; or hindsight makes me sentimental Either way it’s away, the rube goldberg that is nosotros, I guess, And the threads tremble and fray but their story is elsewhere; my heart frays. A dark stranger takes more, and it’s there to take given in a surge of fumes and fuchsia light. And in your electricity I am undone. -- source link
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