your hourglass shape in the light half covered in cloth
come thursday- i'll say goodbye.
trade words on paper, and hope
quickly the sound comes
shaking the window
stands near the glass sign-
breaking
Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had
...carrying yourself like you're floating above the street
walking you home
say
"youre right, step down. stop thinking out loud"
stay up, too
summers always swelling
shouldnt have mistaken this sky
understood for -- for
Your hourglass shape in the light half covered in cloth
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