I Dont Understand
b'How you pretend we aren\\u2019t sex.\\nthat you can\\u2019t hear me in numbers\\nmy name is imagery forget the math in this\\nsin\\u2013\\nthere is none\\u2013\\nI am all for the love of you.\\nWe are sex.\\nten thousand oceans of it\\nWe are the same tide.\\nMasters of Sync. Arch. And Moon. You\\u2019re the best I\\u2019ve never had. I have never let anyone drown me like you do\\nYour name is\\ntoo pretty, 4060 echoes but I just need one\\nof you\\nit takes this mad girl\\nwhole,\\nhole in one and\\nmy name is thirty years ago\\u2013\\nI landed on my toes,\\nand they didn\\u2019t even break\\u2013\\n\\u2026that\\u2019s how strong you make me.\\nMy rock, you sink me back into\\nthe Right sea.\\nAt night we can trade hearts\\nand draw ourselves brand new eyes for our hurricanes\\nwe can be violent.\\nWe can unplug metronomes and place them in our\\nwalkie-talkies in our impatiently goodness gracious hands\\nI am drowning\\u2013\\nwhile you try to stand.\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'