Teach me how to whistle, how to portion my lips like dori's so nemo would
find me.
Teach me how to send waves from a silent ocean and crash them softly on
the sand of your eardrums.
I want to hear the assembly of my mouth marching to the platinum beats,
sucking in air made of steel because for a moment I'll know it won't erode or rust.
I see your shinning pearls smile at me as my face becomes distorted in the reflection
of your framed glasses,
desperately trying to make a sweet sound sing to your lovely cobbled ears.
Your pearls get bigger as I sight a pink substance now glowing in the width of your mouth.
My cheeks smooth as a baby's is full of stubborn air as I try with all my might to sing for you.
Despite my efforts, you keep those pearls bright in my face,
blinding the pupils of my eyes that I didn't notice your index,
lightly touching my chin, tilting my head to yours.
Still holding that distorted face but now, slowly, producing instruments of flutes and violins.
find me.
Teach me how to send waves from a silent ocean and crash them softly on
the sand of your eardrums.
I want to hear the assembly of my mouth marching to the platinum beats,
sucking in air made of steel because for a moment I'll know it won't erode or rust.
I see your shinning pearls smile at me as my face becomes distorted in the reflection
of your framed glasses,
desperately trying to make a sweet sound sing to your lovely cobbled ears.
Your pearls get bigger as I sight a pink substance now glowing in the width of your mouth.
My cheeks smooth as a baby's is full of stubborn air as I try with all my might to sing for you.
Despite my efforts, you keep those pearls bright in my face,
blinding the pupils of my eyes that I didn't notice your index,
lightly touching my chin, tilting my head to yours.
Still holding that distorted face but now, slowly, producing instruments of flutes and violins.
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