1. she occupies brain cells
    till the brain swells and
    dreams well over into reality.

    waking waves that casually kill time,
    casualties on the clock,
    and off track trains of thought are
    caught in her current.

    I drift yet drown in her dialect
    and spell check every bump
    in her body language like brail,
    feeling till i'm fluidly fluent, and
    congruent to her shape, we
    mesh like metal, magnetized
    melting memories, her tendencies
    to tend to me tenderly,
    it's why i call her heavenly
    heavily causing my health to grow steadily.

    the paper to my rock.
    easy to write on,
    yet the weakness i write for

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