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Go Ask Emile Zola
I am here to live out loud.
-Emile Zola-
You know the reasons why…
or don’t you?
I wrote them across his face,
in a dream
My ink accenting his cheeks;
The prettiest thing I’ve ever seen
Heart Stopper!
Is now a man
older than I am; his soul, too
His bed smells as I do
lavender rosewater boogaloo
Now
Then
Fugue state turned Zen
There’s a boomerang
that flies between us
How fetching
Didn’t he tell you I was
sweet as pie?
pure at heart?
It’s all true
I’m a lion skin swan princess
with cinnamon breath
and I
scatter my angel’s feathers
while you sleep
Consult your dream dictionaries,
and breathe me in
deep
-Emile Zola-
You know the reasons why…
or don’t you?
I wrote them across his face,
in a dream
My ink accenting his cheeks;
The prettiest thing I’ve ever seen
Heart Stopper!
Is now a man
older than I am; his soul, too
His bed smells as I do
lavender rosewater boogaloo
Now
Then
Fugue state turned Zen
There’s a boomerang
that flies between us
How fetching
Didn’t he tell you I was
sweet as pie?
pure at heart?
It’s all true
I’m a lion skin swan princess
with cinnamon breath
and I
scatter my angel’s feathers
while you sleep
Consult your dream dictionaries,
and breathe me in
deep
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