I
know
you
big
big
love
your
heart
is
in
your
eyes
when
you
look
at
me

I
stared
at
my
poems
stared
into
my
hands
stared
out
the
window

I
dreamt
of
hoping
the
day
would
end
even
before
the
day
began

some
like
hands
I
like
the
mouth
we
could
learn
from
the
african
wild
dog

to
have
a
heart
two
sizes
too
small
might
be
the
darkest
blight
of
all

my
lips
are
naked
pink
why
not
me
completely
drain
you
why
not
me

I
could
live
in
that
brown
town
in
that
brown
mobile
home
it’d
be
just
fine

ugh
mom
you
listen
to
old
lady
music
she
said
like
nirvana

the
teeny
tiny
totoro
that
the
girls
had
lost
I
found
in
a
plant

then
night
made
for
twilight
and
the
pines
held
their
place
on
the
horizon

fabulously
distressed
contextually
distraught
stoking
my
megrims

you
stuck
around
november
rose
pinking
up
my
grey
and
damp
for
me

she
speaks
so
you
don’t
have
to
I
tell
you
I’ve
seen
it
I
do
it
too

I
can
forgive
you
anything
forget
all
just
hold
my
hair
again

when
you
come
from
behind
and
hold
my
hair
like
that
my
skin
gets
hot
and

I
always
miss
him
but
this
isn’t
confession
and
you
all
aren’t
priests

and
even
though
we
ain’t
got
money
I’m
so
in
love
with
you
honey

-kenny loggins

in
dreams
I’m
crystal
gayle
in
stevie
nicks’
clothes
dripping
of
elvira

I
slowly
lit
candles
in
all
the
rooms
like
placing
their
souls
about

the
sweet
sounds
coming
from
his
speakers
made
me
wanna
be
in
his
car