how_i_know
jezabel i grin when i daydream of you
and the spark in my eyes
melts the frost in my chest
and trickles lower
and little things
make me bubble like champaign
and there is a judge, deep inside,
and with a glint in her eye she nodded
and the populace exploded with cheers
and threw rose petals and celebrated
and that is how i know
i have no argument and no choice
i accept it gladly.
060420
what's it to you?
who go
blather
from