You're the cat's eye, you're the marble
You're the swirl suspended in glass
You're the murky curtains that kiss the light
You are everything to have
Never one for zipping lips
But I love when words scamper like rain
And I'd pick them up like flowers
And always give them back again
And if your eyes come off like petals
I will press them between twenty four books
Each with twenty four chapters
I want you to see how sad you look
You're the cat's eye, you're the marble
You always knock me so far away
You're bluntly brilliant through a room of mirrors
When you swagger and when you sway
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