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A poem by Sam Cooke
the moment i last saw you,
you were so gorgeous
standing there by the door
the sun created halos round you
refracted the light into little rainbows
round me
that is what you were for me
you gave me my life
cut what i had it up like,
a mother feeds her child
made it more fruitful
made it more beautiful
you’re window crystals for me
were
and now i think of you everyday
the way you made me feel
the way you touched me
“Fuck baby…
You’re surreal”
you made me into me
we don’t take down our window crystals when its raining
stained glass is pretty in the night
so why would i ever let you go
Words: Sam Cooke
Artwork: Josh Barnes