EYS (6th July 1987 / South Africa)


It’s in the grass, it’s in the trees
It’s in the very air you breathe
A sickly scent, a telling rush
A sideways glance that makes you blush
It's in my hands, it's it your eyes
Behind their blackness I see surprise
It's in the way you talk, and look
Over your shoulder as we walk
It's everywhere and anywhere
With people that persistantly stare.

Did they see us together?

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amazing effie, I'd just like to ask why I'm not at the top of your list of inspiration. A x
you have no idea how this relates to my life at the moment, well writ Smiffy