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| He who is my love A surrealist poem about my boyfriend in the style of Andre Breton. | | by: | |
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Created: 12:37am on 10-29-2009
Modified: 1:35am on 10-29-2009 | |
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He whose feet are of wet sand,
whose hair is of electricity.
He whose love is a jacket,
whose heart is a chocolate factory.
He whose hand is a telephone,
and whose ears are oysters with pearls.
He whose eyes are a storm,
whose eyes are of moldable clay.
He whose eyes are waves crashing,
whose eyes are everything.
He whose mouth is of nothing
but lips of cold glass in an oven.
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