Putting On My Sunday Best
helicopter
spinning top
cardboard
beat box
rocking body pops
stone cold spitting hot
to melt
personal imprisoning locks
shatter negative
mental mountain rocks
with uplifting
positive fountain thoughts
written down like
sporadic quantum physics chalk
oh my
I love the way he talks
galactic
graffiti addict
gigantic
hip-hop fanatic
cinematic
student of poetry magic
the type that weaves together
computer generated space fabrics
underground cult classics
watching
relaxing
eating a bowl of chex mix
handsome devil
passionate rebel
honey pie cuties blowing me a kiss
constantly catching butterfly lips
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