under the sun
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
puzzled
like a puzzle you challenge me
but with no end in sight
like a jigsaw you shaped me
sharp edges, soft corners
around tight turns
like a game
our ships battle then surrender
to the deliciously sweet candyland
we escape to
nikita
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