Flies

My heart flies in the sky when you call me.

My soul jumps to the moon when you smile.

I’m pivoting it all around you.

It can only last a while.

I’ll read into it all too much.

Each little touch.

Each sleight of hand and mouth

will send me south.

And north and around the universe.

It’s a curse.

This wretched mind.

And magic. Don’t forget the magic.

© Slumpless

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