Thursday

.:our poetry:.

i got moving on my mind
walking in a winter wonderland
relax take a deep breath and feel me
split ended sentences made her twisted so she cut off all her hair and reminiced
we are the sticky kind
cafune candomble
kiss me know
fish rained from the sky
the most beautiful eyes i'll ever see
wet skin
wipe your feet on my dreams
radio gogo
and i would do it again
a girl asks her father, if the subway cars go upside down, will everyone fall, and he says no it wont, not if it turns
feels like saudade
uma geisha na praia

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