The label on your jeans
The sheen of your complexion
The length of your nails
Superficial
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The golden sunlight, on your bed in the morning.
Yawning and stretching in the warm tawny sun
Like a contented purring cat.
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When I see your face
See your smile
See your love
For someone else
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The only knowledge worth having
Is the joy of looking
Upon a freshly frosted field
Before seeing your own crunched impressions
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On an iced December morning, so faded that it could be
Grey, but if you squint you see
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Eat, sleep, talk, laugh
Unseeingly, in a trance.
Sigh, think, feel, move
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When you look at me
What is it that you see?
The answer is: whatever I'm standing in front of.
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She stands, so still, so poised
Hears their voices - wait!
Don't make a sound.
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Left All Alone
And No One Cares
Left All Alone
It's Just Me and My Prayers
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