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I like the way I tell you you're cute
And you scratch your head like you don't know.
Your dandruff is stardust
and I'm wishing on you
Like Blue wishes for a clue
Like hobos wish for shampoo
Like a hypochondriac wishes for the flu
Like teenage boys wish to
Make love by firelight
I hope you never wash out the glitter in your grin
I don't have to worry because that stuff is like herpes
It just keeps coming back.
I want to be your tissue every time you sneeze
Because you blow me away.
I want to take away your “ malaise” and fill it with days
that are golden like your heart.
And maybe it beats with a swing
But Ill wing it if you can.
A bird has to fall before it can fly.
I think you're falling for me.
And I think I'm falling for you.
You told me once that I wouldn't need to learn to.
That I could get on hands and knees and crawl,
That this drop isn't so tall,
That I don't need to stall.
Maybe its time I learned how to jump.
But I cant do it without your hand in mine.
I need that pressure to know Ill be fine.
Your affection speaks volumes,
I can hear its effect over the doppler,
And maybe its not popular to scream in peoples ears
But at least I'm getting over these fears.
I tell you to romance me in the language of your people.
You say:
"Su cara es como un. . . Burro."
And I say "Grah-see-a**" back
Because its the only thing I remember from Spanish class.
And because I'm thankful for every moment I spend with you.
I know you've got better things to do.
Like sleep.
I’m keeping you up as long as I dare,
Because I never know when it will be the last time you log in
- Title: Internet Love
- Artist: Cinderbee
- Description: A poem for my boyfriend who lives 3,000 miles away, which makes the internet one of the few ways we can see each other as often as we do.
- Date: 04/18/2013
- Tags: internet love
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