☆☆ !!!! EMILE <3 MIKA 4EVR !!!! ☆☆

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    MIKA DAY !!

      EMILE DAY !!

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        JERSEY !!

          ☆☆ !!!! EMILE POEMS 4 MIKA !!!! ☆☆

          if i could give you the world
          or the moon or sun i would
          would let our love unfurled
          i just wish i understood
          i love the way your hair sits
          your pretty hands that move
          i love the glamour and the glitz
          i could see you in the louvre
          i’ll sleep in neon pink
          and fill my dreams with your view
          mika, my love, my ink
          i’ll paint my life with you

          i sat alone when a light shone on me
          and the world now full of color
          my heart swelled like a great wave and
          crashed down when you
          just you
          let me love life once more
          and a pen with a cat on it
          i love it

          plant your kisses like flowers
          and watch the pretty roses grow
          id never take back all the hours
          i’m just sad i had to go
          i miss your eyes on my face
          i miss your cute laugh
          in my heart an empty space
          this love will never pass
          id tie a lasso for the moon
          and steal it just for you
          but goodbye feels too soon
          id rather say i do

          But when she hugs me,
          I'm engulfed in what should have always been,
          God is dead, but we were made for eachother,
          so much so, I could say, or, even,
          cry out, "his and mine are the same",
          and fall into the rapture again, sob,
          where were you?
          You found me, or I you,
          Terry and Julie found eachother in every life,
          soul-mates,
          friends of the soul.
          they were very good friends, history would say.

          sunbeams cut out to a miniature dust-storm,
          like marys white face in the church,
          but better than she is mika, you see,
          whos face and voice make my heart lurch,
          his hand lay in mine and we sat,
          face to face, eye to eye
          in a gentle stillness
          neither said about it,
          but the protrusion lay with us,
          angular and harrowing.
          our lips met and the chimes
          of the dooms-day clock,
          how many more moments like this:?
          too many you said stupidly
          and i laughed and we're one once more
          but really, said i, with a gentle sigh
          we should go fuck on the floor