dear beauty,
it was nice to see you hanging. i don't yet know my plans for christmas but brooklyn is sounding mighty tempting. your poem came to me tonight, for reasons both lovely and painful.
exes and ohhs,
beauty
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yes the leaves will change
fish-skins to red then ragged
yes the snow will fall
spring come in
how do you say it?
like a lion, out, a lamb
summer will stick to us
we’ll get a new fan
a fly swatter
lie naked again
our window’s view
will change a hundred
times a hundred more
but tonight heart
plump and red
you beat perfect
tonight heart
you have never been wrong
never wronged
sweet apple
go go
(-nicole hefner)
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I miss you.
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