We watch those that do not cry, but we cringe ketchup tears the ones that run when we embarass
Don’t tear away, what is right
Is it right? Yes, so right.
Casual glances are what we have like master chess players in a three-hour game like farmers in a field where corn is growing. Plants and Grants. Spread wings, hold breath and say it: I love you 123 I love you Cause for joy, perhaps not but the keep whispering horses, keep whispering, told you teash, please, tease, freeze, home, hone.
‘In the small of a flame, the roar of a fire.’-I said it.
None but ketchup tears casings of gunpowder from when you shot me when you ripped my heart and held two halves further and furthur apart. You said I love you and you held me kissing my open lips. And my lips they drained, dawned me and you they kept you busy while I went behind you back and took another half a heart and pieced it with mine we crawled and gasped and went. When you said I love you I believed you. That is why you borrowed my wings but you left and never returned. You re-entered my plastic life and kissed it back to a dream. I wept and you wiped. We both wanted the enter the forgotten World
World of ours when even and odd lovers and the prodctions they produce are evdd. Yes like evdd is a number ### where fractions are odd and integers are even like 21/3 or 41/5 or 61/7 isn’t it nice and 123 and l love you
I love you
I love thee to three…….
Forgettable heart, thy doves are flying but thy tears are red…………….