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And tears like crystal balls
Falling into the breeze like dominoes
Eating peaches while the stillborn tears I cry
Dance wildly forever like glass plated dolls into the wind
I see your soft brown eyes
Aesthetica
Your black hair, and the cummerbund I wore tightening
The long brown leather jacket you were wearing like gold ribbons
Earrings lined your tender skin like an infatuation
My eyes fell to the ground like wood shavings from a puppet
And your invitation
I accepted with crossed eyes and exhausted dedication

And the years, like symphonic fate
Calling into my emptiest places
Echoing like a persistence of me running with suitcases
A miniature violinist stood there playing pity songs
While I tied my shoelaces

And warmness my old friend,
Fulfilling my vacancy and disturbed abandonment
And warning me of my
Depletion

And here my reckless hand in a nuisance
Eating my teachers words
With a handful of cracker jacks
Proving this speculation was too intense

Caramel coated
I sat in a puddle in the road
Deep brown water bottoming out in mud
Thinking about my love, and who I didn't tell
The water soaking through to my skin
And the rain blinding my eyes with wetness
Deep within my clothes, I see my own eyes
Still I wonder if she knew ???
Aesthetica

And yes, in time the dance continues
In a trance with issues
With you Aesthetica
I love you!!!