surrounded in your mouth, my words drip and become very wet. you and i both, care not of concerns buried along highways and jungles. and the pleasure that i receive cannot be around in this cave. see, we soon cease, before the year of cat and pipe. to plane together organically. look me down and up as i stand. Now i must create sedation, and sleep you from the left.
At Play with a Friend 2.21.84
love is not having someone to answer your calls. love is not having her to hold when you want. love is not having to write poems when you miss her.
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