You nabbed my heart
There have been only
Clear skies since then
And it stops me dead,
What once was
Replaced by what is
(He's got a warm soul, this one)
This feeling, I know
It burns in my chest
Infinitely real as these
Berry kisses, milky white fingers
Your skeleton
I want to drape it in Spring.
I have been listening to The National a lot more lately for some reason. I think it has something to do with Matt Berninger's voice and his songs. Their lyrics are very simplistic. However, their simplicity has a certain depth that both captivates and confuses me. I recommend "Afraid of Everyone" or "So Far Around the Bend", which I've quoted in previous posts. Cool. Yeah. I'm late for short story writing class.
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