my spine is making time
for the goosebumps
filling the air tonight
so i stop my walk
to hear the hearts
of everything beating as one
it takes nothing at all
to see my chest beating
a squirl reaches out
to tell me i'm in good company
among these trees
dancing off time with you
below the rounded clouds
in the shape of your cheeks
i'm feeling alive
i used to wake up
with my gaze looking like
the greenish dead eye
of a carp dragged from high tide
i was barely a guy
i tell myself out here
beneath the sky
sprinkled like the freckles of your cheeks
oh my beeb
your belly
how it fills me
when we're lying down
so simply
underneath the moon
of your eyes twinkling
beside your cheeks
oh my beeb
you got to tell me
why is it
that i want to tell you everything
and why is it
that you make me feel everything real
oh my beeb
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