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sábado, octubre 06, 2007

 

Dry Weave Blanket

I made a blanket out of your pictures
This has been many years in the making
It has been needles and it has been pins
It has been thread across thread across thread
Out of all your photos /See my blanket

Your smile is a thing that’s warm and fluffy
Flat and floating the expanse of your skin
How black the cotton of your scattered eyes
Warm and fluffy how your smile is a thing
Yes I have cornered your face /See how softly

Oh I’m off to the place
Where sands and dreams and salts are framed
And where I’m headed
The moons are square and so are faces
Oh where I’m going
My oceans are always kept in

It has been needles and it has been pins
It has been thread across thread across thread
Warm how your smile is a thing of the past
From all your years I spun out a blanket
It still is needles /Love it still is pins

Oh I’m off to the place
Where sands and dreams and salts are framed
And where I’m headed
The moons are square and so are faces
Oh where I’m going
My oceans are always kept in

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