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planetary spin
i sit here cold
and sleepy...again after
waking up at 1:27 a.m.
remembering sitting there
in the lydia room
your jaw biting your molars
off centered, the way you do
when you are mulling
over a couple notions
i was feeling endo over endo
in desire for you
like a teacup over daisies
with fuzzy logic longing for you
feeling like one of us
is always on the way
to somewhere else
but we always are able
to enjoy that moment
where the china rattles
silently against thoughts
in an intimate moment that floats
like a well placed whisper
in a well told story
or an escapade
known as you and i
