.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

7.08.2007

the truth
is i
adoreyoumad
ly
in every hour
ofth
e
day.
thoughtisin motion;your
body moving through mine
gre
e
n
and orangeandgrey
.
yo
u
speak softly
to a mirror
hearing(your
self)
explain to
your blood
why
its
just.
not realandi
am
soinlovewithyourvoice.

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