aksiokersa

and the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee

I don't know. I'm in something with you..
Cause my thoughts are crowded out by the rushing of water, the sliding of land, the wet earth blooming.
Sometimes it's because you're so stupid and gross.
And other times it's because it's embarrassing (even when I'm the only one there to see it) how even you in the back of my mind flips sensory switches I didn't know I had.
Sets a glow off in every spot I'd never want you to see.

Just keep teasing me. Just prove you won't let go until it snaps.