when my stars are upside down
roaring winds wrestle my heart
with righteous force
unattatched to the future
don't know what I am
only know what I create
these things I make from words
I have no unfinished work
except
well
love makes me get lost
like an unstoppable curse
betting on a stranger
my head and my heart are tired
no longer want bad advice
to ice my desire down
I can explain these things
like it was born in your head
if only the perfect one
would share his planet
revolving perfectly
just mouthing the words to my favorite story
the revised edition
I have been adding color
revealing myself
I am holding my breath in a sigh
my sky is full of fantasy
from wishes and words I've used
no more cheap roses
-B
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