beautiful hypnotist.--

is she supposed to twinkle that way?
  --and why?
a thousand questions i never meant to ask
and cannot seem to remember.
  it is like an ancient relic in my mind--
racial memory--
that keeps calling me back to you
  and it must be like music
and the way a star sings
like glass
and my heart breaking
  yet so pure for the longing
inside and out of the universe
  so warm
even for the chill
and i wonder why you twinkle that way
  but i love the way you
   do.

06/10/2002

Posted on 06/10/2002
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