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[Tea]

windows
all you have are
windows
these pretty glass squares can shape a life,
she's inside
her sex, beautiful, it is behind the show case
smile-like you mean it-, as you do
and stare..
you cant touch touch but you can look
she's not the type to sell out
but doesnt charge a high bargin
her nails slightly bitten, but clean and neat
are not polished ruby red or tangerine pink,
but the window in eyes does intrigue
outside, inside, through you look
but whatever does it all mean?
to live and let go
to love and never know
all the answers to every fucking question
each window, a new world
each person, a new shape
oh, why do you want it
why do you need to taste it, to touch it to embrace it dear
why cant these sights so sweet just dissapear
like the warm winding day..sway out like smoking spirits casted like air with candelight,
why does drama always play such a role,
i think sometimes i just look for it,
over my shoulder to see it with me,
my shadows walk within me,
i can feel your beauty from the distance between us,
i can almost see him too,
a little creation
a young man in his own demise,
little baby boy giggiling at the world
in his own mind.
i see his future already...
just now as three year old ...somehow you make
me think of the ones i can never forget,
or the one my beat skips on right on
the sexy dates, the bloody regret
yes, these years they go by so slowly
i just want your shillouette in my window
to be my one and only.