It Came From Outer Space…

You make me spin,
Twist my body outside of my head,
Can turn the downside upside
Down turn round
Effectually I am rippling
Throughout the mist I
falling in to parts unknown.
wish I could follow
cannot be gathering dust here
on s c a t t e r b r a i n days
Throughout the mist I
wish I could follow through

I realize now that I have written a heck of a lot of poetry about my husband and our interactions.

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