Soon you will find her.
She will be sweet like your grandmother.
And be crazy like your baby girlfriend.
She will be powerful like your mother.
And when you kiss her
She will envelope you like the sunshine.
She will ground you like Mother Earth.
And move you like the Buddah
I can’t compete with that.
Baby, we’re living in inevitables.
It’s a web of promises
We both assume we’re going to keep.
Soon I will find him.
He will be sweet like my uncle
And be crazy like my brother.
He will be powerful like Apollo.
And when I kiss him.
He will envelope me like the blue sky.
He will root me like the great Evergreen.
And he will move me like this melody.
But for now your lips are mine.
My smell your cologne on my pillow
The pattern of your heartbeat is my lullaby.
And your warmth my memory.
The 101th page in my diary
I give to you, hands down
But you will not receive it as a gift
Nothing implying attachment.
I am not Pocahontas.
You are not Aladdin.
But I am as real as I can be.
I can give you nothing more.
Soon you will find her
That epitome of energy
And I will find him
The intelligence of my love.
But until that day comes
Let’s play pretend
That you are him and I am her
And we are.
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The end. Why do I do this to myself? I don't know.
I need to finish my paper.
Photo of the day:
What a fucking ugly creature..
C:)


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