You don’t see what I see.
I see you walking down the street and thugs giving money away to homeless men as they watch you pass. I see you drinking from that public fountain while a policeman takes the handcuffs off someone because both of them are suddenly thirsty.
I see the sun burn hotter when you show off more skin. I see the clouds swoop overhead whenever you shade your eyes. I see the light of stars from millions of miles away race toward earth for the chance to dive into your eyes.
I see birds circling overhead, signaling God that our Queen is active. I see lions negotiating with the Shape Changer to become birds so that they, too, can see you and signal God.
I see rainbows bending like rubber to try and touch your heels.
I see criminals guarding your front door at night while you sleep.
I see you now have an hour free on your afternoon schedule. I see smiles on both our faces in oooooooooh, about an hour’s time.
March 22, 2010
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4 comments:
"I see the sun burn hotter when you show off more skin."
Where can I find a guy who will write about me that way? Damn.
you got him right here. next one's for you.
Love you!
Oh damm... this is dead sexy. Fuck.
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