Definitely not sorry, we woke and we went with an encore of entangled arms and biting lips then we fell asleep and then it was 10:00 a.m., your alarm was set for 11:34 a.m., i remember because it was so particular. 1:34, an hour and 34 minutes. just the time for a full-length feature but there were moving pictures, i remember those scenes most clearly your eyes were still and clear and radiant and startled me yet again. your hairs were light and fluttered against me, just like our noses.
RacbyhEmeilly Shambaugh so we just lay there and shifted and attempted to find comfort, it was successful. but there were only 72/54/47, I don’t know what was left. we looked out the window and to the left of the president’s house was jesus on a candle, is he God or is God God? he was there the whole time, he’s lucky he doesn’t have to leave. we’re texting and now its been 20,35,47,68 between mine and yours. I turn and see my desk and then i turn and see my wall and it’s been 24 hours, how many movies is that but i turn and see the dark, i’m not in the red velvet chairs, i’m not even on the Megabus riding back. I’m here and i see light hair and i flutter again but those eyes aren’t right I know I won’t hear a laugh that fills my thoughts. he’s a candle but he doesn’t watch the snow, no he’s lucky because he sees your eyes every day. no i’m lucky. because i got your touches/brushes/swipes/glances/you/flutters. Had but still got.
As God Watched by Dan Rojas
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