with a boy around my neck
connecting dots (with fingers)
that have never met
and who don't have much time
to make a move.
everything deliberately misplaced
smies with a nervous lip
in an ever expanding space
a velvet black abyss
and a balloon moon
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Like laying on top of the car and drawing a picture in the stars. I've read this like four times trying to get a feel for it, and all I keep getting is something like "I'm nervous and I hope that this works out," and I'm not sure if that's right. I like this a lot though! You just need to explain it to me!
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thats pretty much what i was going for. and i had a similar image in my mind to your laying on a car scenario.
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kickass poem! you've created a great atmosphere to this poem, it feels very spacey!
great empty feeling ... with a hint of sensuality and playfulness... you rule!
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