You've given me exactly eight hours
of melodies and rhythms
to hum softly to myself
and mouth the words to
when I'm alone and unable to sleep
your songs nourish me in
the same way that a full night of dreaming
about your laugh and the curve of your back does,
which is to say that each time I hear "Ice Dance"
I awaken with my head full of dust
and my heart full of lust
and I wander through time like a sleepwalker
until I can get you out of my head
and replace you with a happier tune
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