refracted unhinged the sun always shines brighter in memory making your eyes curls shine like diamonds on the backs of my eyelids the way you laughed without sound bouncing against the arms of my heart i had neatly wrapped around without recogintion the way i didn't notice the nonexistent curve of your hip or the softness of the curve in your elbow when you held me as we danced it felt like a dirty blanket to be back in your arms but the shine of your eyes obscured the stains i could always forget when i heard your heart beat if you called me tomorrow you know i would answer to have one more chance to smell you clean my heart stopped if i could melt into you with you always call tomorrow i want to see the diamond shine of your eyes 020317 ... mahayana caught refracted and practically held in check in the upper strata of your atmosphere 020419 what's it to you? who go blather from