The Attempt
my piece of clay
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Ah Pablo and Paris
How you make me limp at the attempt_
the kiss out of hand
My head and heart whole
On the Seine shore,
river just sat there beside me as I went on through cursive streets stoney beauties the guide she had led me passed windows to see the many faces
the people
in those eyes
at a glance
they retreat
from their smiles
from their deeps impressions, no
Distance speaks
into quick lines
and our quiet cages
we are only bodies indifferent places,
I realized you,
familiar in as I am
a stranger too
In gray and blue ballets...
mr
How you make me limp at the attempt_
the kiss out of hand
My head and heart whole
On the Seine shore,
river just sat there beside me as I went on through cursive streets stoney beauties the guide she had led me passed windows to see the many faces
the people
in those eyes
at a glance
they retreat
from their smiles
from their deeps impressions, no
Distance speaks
into quick lines
and our quiet cages
we are only bodies indifferent places,
I realized you,
familiar in as I am
a stranger too
In gray and blue ballets...
mr
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