~Gwava-Juice
Nicole Meades
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lines, beside old conversationwe are arranged in a line all tea-full and oil - divine come and see for yourself what winter and age leftlines, beside old conversation
on that thin graceful shelf creation is fueled
by our loneliness sometimes and understanding ourselves I leave that up to my tea and rust and dawn through
the window over your shoulder I see it swirling in your ear as you turn to see me smile at the sound of this new record I send to you only power through experience and trust and we both feet it, through
the same plaid shirts, and soggy grass the same time that shows on the si
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Noah type loveScissors and water sips taking off our coatsNoah type love
footsteps, lights and see through laces drawn back and late night backwards craving the light is on, my tea was sweet and the smile on his face while stuttering was almost enough to make me like the mist that was circling us and
eve's dropping on lips and ears compliments drip from our smiles come on in, and be welcomed
and appreciated soon he will be out and we will be hurried and I will be back and we will picnic turning around to see how much I will need to be sharp and so being a break
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Bone Teethlittle holes create anxiety of the future lack of institution- nearby playing back and forthBone Teeth
with what I see as both tiny crators living beneith what we see shutters when its cold and we go on breathing mindlessly forgotten plans
wear on me like strong wind I shake it loose and try to be soft and open and kind being with him and seeing the world from his balcony while he tells me how beautiful I am oh my lady - oh my dearest darling and I feel like the sky and the land ripe and full and almost bursting with sickly swe
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phone-mouse-penI find these things difficult I know its growing thin these conversations sigh and try to explain myself sigh and try to listen we are very tired of this the more you must remind someone the more effort it seems to take continuing seems uselessphone-mouse-pen
maybe If could quietly whisper in my own ear of loveliness, worthiness
time spent, space shared, one another enjoyed desires of curving hip bones, rhythmic
darkened flesh, damp breath of words lost in hair trust and knowledge, smiling with fingers on cheeks I want to be strong and full for yo
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