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it's so distracting,
your unobtrusive height and your hair that you flip constantly,
your eyes that actually hold mine for longer than a moment,
your lips that form such intelligent words!

this feeling I get when I'm around you
I haven't felt it for a while,
and while it's still young I can feel it growing
perhaps someday soon into certified butterflies

i give a infinitesimal jump,
my heart skips an unnoticed beat,
surprised me, each day, when our period rolls around
and disappointed me, when the lunch bell rings

and here we go

the voices start,
they whisper,
make me uncertain
so i call her out
and it's all downhill from there

the voices start
she says,
how can you be so cruel?
so i reply
but it's all misunderstood

the voices start
they fret,
maybe i've made a mistake
so i think, and i think
and i don't get anywhere

Californian skies

i wonder what other people think of California,
if it's all longboards and ocean waves,
cut-off shorts and wavy locks and beach bums,
bonfires and smokes and alcohol and skinny-dips amongst the ocean tides.

it's really only blazing sun,
burning heat and lack of clothing
sweat dripping down and throat always dry,
chapped lips and dark rooms and oppressive heat and smothered people.