They simply line up, uncertain how to be, or what to think.
Just drawn. Simply drawn. Unexpectedly drawn. Helpless. And something else, which is beyond intrigued.
In diapers and wrinkled, rolling in cash and barely eating. It doesn’t matter.
The same chemistry runs through them all, lighting up the incomparable desire.
That one thing is just so…. It’s just so…. It flows. It shines. It glows. It’s
radiant. It is just so….alive….gentle….subtly beautiful….and moving farther
away. There is nothing to be done. Nothing can be done except to line up. And watch.
Simply watch. Joyfully watch. And drink in all that remains of the original.
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