Saturday, November 28, 2009

Your head on my chest,
I'm tracing crop-circles into your skull-

I wonder if you can hear my heart;
You say it's beating ," I love you, I love you."
That maybe true,

But I think it is saying," Don't leave me, Don't leave me."
because everyone always does.

And I'd like you to stay.

Amelia X

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