Thursday, June 28, 2012


I see a picture of you standing by the waters
the bridge stretches behind that wild hair
I see you smiling off to the side and I want to touch you
but you are still in a moment and I dont want to ruin it
you are captured by the breeze and the ripples of bay
you are standing before infinite possibilities of youth
you are smiling at something that I cant see
I want to touch you and pull your gaze
but you are somewhere else, a different place
I want to frame this version of you but you are too free for that
you are too handsome to be under glass
you cant be made flat and on display
and you told me we are on a different page
but I fold the corners of my heart with you in mind 
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