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click let there remain a memory
of you smiling and edging back
into the bench like you never
want to leave
i don't care about the color
of blue vinyl or the sky
but wouldn't want to forget
the blue glint of your eyes
as you smile
let that memory cling to my head
like a basement spider web
it doesn't matter if those days
didn't contain gooey concentration
of intimacy
or were more about potential
the potential led me to here
smiling at blue vinyl
and doing an intellectual waltz
to the music of those days
that
i always want to be again
again and again
and floating on the collection
of everything you are
