she sings to us in code
it's baby deer or fawn
how even does she know?
finally I found out
within our ears she builds new roads
not impala or gazelle
a fin in fine form, curves infinite and contained
a cathedral of blood and arteries and veins
a chamber within that delicate refrain
a spider's tiny hint at the bass line in our brain:
a gentle revolution which leaves us unexplained
aww 😍😘💗💜💚💙💚
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