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In stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass The sun beat in between my shoulders like carnival drums I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow So then I would really be fly And then she arrived Like day break inside a railway tunnel Like the new moon,like a diamond in the mines Like high noon to a drunkard,sudden She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature Her skinny canvas for ultarviolet brushstrokes She was the sun's painting She was a deep cognac color Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet And full for her mouth to hold I said,"You are beautiful,distress of mathematics." I said,"For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit." And give you lightning and thunder as dowry I would make the sky shed all of its stars like rain I would clasp the constellations around your waist And I would make the heavens your cape And they would be please to cover you May I please,cover you,please.