By ZoE
Date: 18 June 2000
Seashell
you charm the birds who kneel to you
all the angels to my pisces
fluster at your feet
I lie everytime I say
I haven't carved your name in my mind
dirt scatters over the blades of grass
a sunset beyound all the horizons stuck bewteen
the earth and the sky
I feel this is my very first communion
some sort of reunion
you and me
were bound to the earth
for all the times with razorblades
I tried to proove it not so
to my sagittarius moons all tired and endlessly spinning
because that must be hell
never ceasing
my fire is a poor one
and this beauty you capture
beneath your heavy eyelids
I cannot bear to watch you
not watching me
because somehow I know
you will not be won over
with my petty words
You are a seashell
I put you up to my ear
but I atill cannot hear
the ocean
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