big pun? remember that shit? classic, man.
i mean, really, if dude was available, at maximum, i would grab him and say, "isn't it wonderful? listen to the rain."
i love it.
at minimum, we would fall asleep as if nothing had happened.
but what's better than fingertips in the rain? standing on the porch, with the noise all around, and quiet in the mind, except for the race race race of the heart, and maybe the eyes, and then the breath,
bam drip
listen
i could stand in silence, hearing a million sounds
and finally once, eternal, your teeth.
your eyes.
infinity will never know your convex blues.
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