Monday, September 10, 2012

fall through my 
cold bones
and take your
place in
the moss.

soft loss you're
going to take
me home.

soft loss you're
going to take
me back.

candy candy
pastel waiting
floss melts in 
your mouth like
a moth ball
found in your
pocket after
the great war.

its all cool
its all cool
it's only a cool breeze
whipping through
your clothes.

fall through my
yellowed eyes
and take your
place inside the
warm dark places
inside my heart.

soft love you're
all i ever need

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