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//a wanderer found//
it is a wanderer
that steps ashore
an island with no name
and the only sound is the pound, pound, pound
of the heart they never knew
their feet are tattered
and their hands are rugged
their eyes are racey
into other diminsions
in and out of what they never knew existed
it is then that their mind is free
and their heart is abound
unto this soil
that never used to be
and that if ever left
could never, ever be found.
~me
//one breath is too much//
it is a breath, what longs to be and what is not
it is a life, the constant deep and direct fear of love
it is a waste of life, to breath what longs to be and what is not
it is a waste of life, to fear love.
~me
i like your madness. when you are as vicious as a roach scurring from the broomstick. but if given eye contact long enough right in the middle of your hurricane. there is an eye. and it is kind. this i love. my love must take a journey with me. and im not quiet sure where we will end up or how long it shall be. but you will be there at the end of our journey. waiting for me. because i am already here at the end of your journey waiting for you.
it is a wanderer
that steps ashore
an island with no name
and the only sound is the pound, pound, pound
of the heart they never knew
their feet are tattered
and their hands are rugged
their eyes are racey
into other diminsions
in and out of what they never knew existed
it is then that their mind is free
and their heart is abound
unto this soil
that never used to be
and that if ever left
could never, ever be found.
~me
//one breath is too much//
it is a breath, what longs to be and what is not
it is a life, the constant deep and direct fear of love
it is a waste of life, to breath what longs to be and what is not
it is a waste of life, to fear love.
~me
i like your madness. when you are as vicious as a roach scurring from the broomstick. but if given eye contact long enough right in the middle of your hurricane. there is an eye. and it is kind. this i love. my love must take a journey with me. and im not quiet sure where we will end up or how long it shall be. but you will be there at the end of our journey. waiting for me. because i am already here at the end of your journey waiting for you.