Monday, December 30, 2013

haikus through process

your face tasted like
cereal after a long day
of doing nothing

we were so silly
we laughed at nothing but the
sounds of belly aches

i memorized all
your freckles, traced all your veins
for the test of time

when you told me you
loved me, were you saying it
so you'd believe it?

how are we so far
from loving each other by
becoming so close?

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