my brain reaches out towards you, reaches for you, wraps itself around your boney edges and contours. can you take this seriously? want to team up and catastrophic fights and easy laughter, and flushed excitement. we can go to bed fiercly serious or ridiculously silly, our bodies so obviously ill-suited for each other. OR - we can be friends, keep teaching each other what it means to be from totally different places. keep reaching toward something imagined, a better world or a perfect colour. i am touched by your simple and generous consideration sometimes, something as small as 'how was your day?' plus you're beautiful. do people tell you that? your ex girlfriends for example? the way you move is amazing. the lines of your body and the creases in cheeks when you smile. are you blushing yet?
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