Draws my heart
the twist in step
the errant hair that plays on cheek
the faded t-shirt spilling over shoulders
skin like cool milk
eyes like a child's yawn
the impossibility of it
"Some day I'll wish up-on a star and wake up
where the clouds are far be-hind me...
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
high above the chimney tops that's where
you'll find me.... "
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