12 August 12

October 29, 2012

I stand in the sun under skies bright as my eyes and
the walls white glow underneath the skylights.
I stand as the sun warms my shoulders and softens my skin and
my skin is soft and gold and glistens.
I’m saying it is strange that this should be my life
because without you in it, I am ever so fine.

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