you make

you make it every day and every instant you're like a mazzy star song half finished and still playing at half volume, untilthe end of arm stretches and frontal lobe idea leaks and graceful withdrawals that lead us up the road to slow songs slow dancing and you're never going to come apart when your moving slow and steady with my arms around you.

2003-05-11 | 12:51 p.m.
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