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[00:16.829]Some days she's an hourglass and I'm unfamiliar with mirrors.
[00:20.486]Looking in through a window I can't see myself in.
[00:23.934]As seconds tick away it's her image to which I'm listening,
[00:28.062]Desperate to be a grain of sand and pass through her existence.
[00:32.111]Other days she's a guitar I can't play or even tune, with no strings,
[00:36.421]And a resonance that swallows my acoustics.
[00:39.791]Occasionally she's a diabolo pirouetting on its end,
[00:43.108]Walking like a tornado hoola-hooping gold-plated halo trends.
[00:47.340]She carries the momentary taste of honeysuckle lipstick
[00:51.128]On snug-fitting, full flavour, money-shot lips.
[00:54.916]Her smile is a lesson in the anthropometrics of kissing
[00:58.547]In ways the average man will span a lifetime without missing.
[01:02.517]Most days she sheds great white smiles like snakeskin while shopping,
[01:06.279]Stopping to pocket free cookies and extra shots in her coffee.
[01:09.805]She's a slow leaking flesh wound you can hold in your hands.
[01:13.645]She speaks with a soft, French-caramel timbre
[01:17.381]Of boutique-chiffon quality at everyday pricelessness,
[01:21.169]Dressed in violent animal passion, with liquid pitch locks
[01:24.930]That float like she's underwater and dye the air almost Hitchcock:
[01:29.058]Diluted oils on cartridge paper, leaving 3D maps you can't switch off.
[01:40.996]Her favourite feeling is the way rain plays telepathy(She will warm you up)
[01:44.601]Her favourite sound is unbounded energy(And then she'll fight you off,)
[01:48.336]Her favourite smell is momentary sanity(And leave you trapped enough)
[01:52.176]Her favourite shape is being attractive as gravity(So you won't hear another word,)
[01:56.121]Her favourite flavour is swimming pool chlorine(You won't hear another word)
[02:00.065]Her favourite number is one hundred and thirteen(That she says.)
[02:03.801]Her favourite colour to paint in is transparency
[02:07.144]And her favourite words to say no to are 'will you marry me'.
[02:26.031]I want to learn her by rote and still be surprised
[02:29.766]When she holds the lump in my throat with that knife in her eyes.
[02:34.050]She tells my life story in silence but still talks the talk
[02:37.472]And raises money for confident conversation with a sponsored walk.
[02:42.148]She donates a regular beat from her small-chamber left atrium
[02:45.623]Precariously balanced on the edge of overt altruism.
[02:49.698]She says what she wants and I take her at her word,
[02:53.067]Manipulate the letters to form anagrams of thoughts I've overheard.
[02:57.325]They sound like a barbershop quartet through a weeping saxophone
[03:00.956]Staining eardrums previously dyed in monotone.
[03:04.927]Most days she thinks I'm a monochrome joker card in bass relief,
[03:08.401]Staring from my fixed position at her Technicolor masterpiece.
[03:12.659]And she gets precious if I tread near her pretty painter feet,
[03:16.473]Of course I won't trample on them, but they need air to breathe.
[03:20.313]So on days when I skate towards her she lays down gravel,
[03:23.735]And I've tried to orbit her gorgeousness but I'm unable to travel.
[03:27.288]I've memorised her delicate constellations of imperfections
[03:31.337]For when I'm a little dejected and need something to reflect on.
[03:35.543]And I keep bottles of her reflection in my medicine cabinet,
[03:38.965]Between the plasters and the Prozac, for when I need something drastic.
[03:43.144]She plucks stars from scarred skies to decorate self-raising cakes
[03:47.115]That I have and eat, scrapes a knife full of space,
[03:50.458]Spreads soft night over my toasted daydreams.
[03:54.063]And I'll never understand her but I know just what she means.
[04:06.393]Her favourite feeling is the way rain plays telepathy(She will warm you up)
[04:09.998]Her favourite sound is unbounded energy(And then she'll fight you off,)
[04:13.838]Her favourite smell is momentary sanity(And leave you trapped enough)
[04:17.678]Her favourite shape is being attractive as gravity(So you won't hear another word,)
[04:21.440]Her favourite flavour is swimming pool chlorine(You won't hear another word)
[04:25.567]Her favourite number is one hundred and thirteen(That she says.)
[04:29.172]Her favourite colour to paint in is transparency
[04:32.490]And her favourite words to say no to are 'will you marry me'.
[04:36.800]Her favourite feeling is the way rain plays telepathy(She will warm you up)
[04:40.561]Her favourite sound is unbounded energy(And then she'll fight you off,)
[04:44.401]Her favourite smell is momentary sanity(And leave you trapped enough)
[04:48.189]Her favourite shape is being attractive as gravity(So you won't hear another word,)
[04:52.055]Her favourite flavour is swimming pool chlorine(You won't hear another word)
[04:55.843]Her favourite number is one hundred and thirteen(That she says.)
[04:59.735]Her favourite colour to paint in is transparency
[05:03.053]And her favourite words to say no to are 'will you marry me'.