Hanging from the above: a strawberry mantle to tide over fire flies. My big sunny sky chime banging down the lanterns. One by two (me and you and who...?). Goodbye to the slippery as a fidget minute.... Dimming horizon with your happy scars.
You shouldn't die tonight.
Scissor kisses save face and I'm clipping out my tangerine sphere to scrap the heat in my paper memory lock box. The keyhole leaks grassy vows to a daydreamed sky. Tick tock tock... lock.... Frozen at 8....
I'll remember you through a veil of blue eyes.
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