Friday, February 6, 2009

Right Before My Period My Cervix Is High And Soft

Cold War

hazel eyes,
yours. They look at me
questions
fix mine,
penetrate them. A

blink and a tear escapes me.
Traitor!
My moods pay
abundant eyes.

I'm afraid, afraid to knock down the wall


of cynicism that I built to protect
.

too often made me believe

not have the courage to love. They told me that

we are young, we
fun.
And I believed him and I

barricade in a cold castle.

Your eyes stare at me a
po'misteriosi.
're here to judge you
the prisoner is chained?
Or did you take away
from the reign of witches
that I built in my mind?

Rapiscimi and go to explorer

worlds ever seen,
new horizons.
Rapiscimi
and let me know your land.
me with you!

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