hair raising and honey smooth,
your voice is a shiver. a rebellion
against this cold. my ears freeze
in the wind. everything hums,
vibrates under my fingertips,
and reminds me of you. listen
to this song. since I can’t hear
out of my right ear, something’s
missing. it could be you, or
the horn section. oh, valentine.
I wish I knew how to talk about
what I want. you’ve got me in
between the devil and the deep
blue sea.
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