by KatYa
put me ona stove
ina pot
tic-tic-tic
blue flames burst forth
beneath the pot
and i
its gettin warm in
here someone please
open the fenetre
i see you through the windows
we have cleaned
the windex was blue
then turned green
by the pines and redwoods
on the autre side
those lil bubbles forming
all along our sides
and bottom
the surface begins
to circulate
a young mist sprouts
out and hoverin
awaitin you and
me in the aquamarine
sky we seen
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