i stood up and steam dripped
down my face and i imagined a soft
plink, plink
as those raindrops hit the surface of the cloudy water.
and my hands were warm and ran
over my body like hands
running over bodies
like piano keys.
i realized
something i did not want to admit
and it hurt, bit
up that feeling tying me together
(the one that makes me smile like a crazy)
don't let's not say it
i'm hoping one day we can share it,
dare it,
and decide not to.
i don't know what i'll do without you.
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the piano keys bit caused me to raise my eyebrows.
p.s. uh, sure, if you can find a good museum that we can both reach. hey, maybe if you go up to yale sometime, you can haul me along and we'll go stare at the deluge for 3488945 hours.
okay so mine was about a painting too
why was it alarming?
also
what is this about
i liked how it kind of pauses and starts but never really stops.
Also: you two should go to the children's museum. JAY KAY.
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