15.6.12

The day after you stole my heart 
everything I touched
told me it would 
 be better shared 
with you, with you. 
And you're hiding 
 in my soup 
 and the book 
reveals your face 
and as you splashin'
 in my eyes
 the concentration 
continually breaks.


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