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Your hands are flittering around like hummingbirds
Cuticles shredded from the energy of your own mind

Leg bouncing up and down to still the beating of your foolish heart

Brown eyes catch mine, Green, for a moment

And the movement stills

I’m telling you a secret 

Something even the butterflies in your stomach can hear

When we lay down at night, my head rests perfectly next to your surgical scar

And the beating slows to a whisper

A secret conducting electricity from your zodiac sign to mine

Operating on a lower wavelength 

Desensitizing the nerve endings

Speaking in a voice I’ve never heard before but can understand completely 

Telling me the things I need to know