Tuesday, July 25, 2006

THE BOY IN TEXAS

Jumps in my bed
lounges on my chest
Just talks so much


He twists in my head
While i try to catch some rest
i miss him, his touch

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like a ghost in my throat

once again I tell my mom to hurry synonyms swarm in my belly  rushing, quickly, soon                              hug me, hug me other hours...