Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Instantly Alive


Scandal, you running in your current underwear

Droplets like dew, dripping from your hair

If you didn't think it was odd

I would try to catch them

We dried on that rock lying lazy inside the sun

Side long glances at each other, one on one

Neither of people could stand to look too much time

As if the vacuums your eyes

Would create some african american hole

You spoke and the miscroscopic hairs

On the back associated with my damp neck

Stood in applause

Your hand brushed the hand

Goosebumps rippled from the period and

Through my body

Notifying everything

Like electricity

I seemed to be instantly alive

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