sometimes
the you in my head
asks me
how I want to be loved
and the me in my head
shifts form, then
does a little shimmy
shrugs my shoulders, says
"any way you want to"
masking my curiosity
trying not to make
too much of what I want
taking tiny steps
patterned after ocean tides
--like every once in a while out of nowhere hearing something like the intercom say "There will be no classes on Friday due to some building repairs, so relax and have a nice weekend ...and rest easy.. you will NOT be given any extra homework! "
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