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flower
at my end, and thicker.
shy, a long stem is waiting.
to be gently cut.
untitled
watching with my floaty eyes.
the steadyness that seeps through you.
comforting, easy.
we creep, into a fantasyland.
where things arent so paper jammed.
hand in hand, we plan,
a brighter sky,
egyptian threads and alot of different reds.
sandwich pressed togetherness is what we dream.
a child, a house, a steady stream
today, the sun burns away the fog.
but despite the facts, tomorrow was there all along.
fresh, crisp, beginings.
waiting.
hands
you wonder where they come from.
hands that grab and clasp.
almost from the abyss.
signs you almost miss.
during sun or moon-filled sky.
wet with sweat or water.
you miss them when your alone, in the dark.
hands that hold.
hands that comfort.
at my end, and thicker.
shy, a long stem is waiting.
to be gently cut.
untitled
watching with my floaty eyes.
the steadyness that seeps through you.
comforting, easy.
we creep, into a fantasyland.
where things arent so paper jammed.
hand in hand, we plan,
a brighter sky,
egyptian threads and alot of different reds.
sandwich pressed togetherness is what we dream.
a child, a house, a steady stream
today, the sun burns away the fog.
but despite the facts, tomorrow was there all along.
fresh, crisp, beginings.
waiting.
hands
you wonder where they come from.
hands that grab and clasp.
almost from the abyss.
signs you almost miss.
during sun or moon-filled sky.
wet with sweat or water.
you miss them when your alone, in the dark.
hands that hold.
hands that comfort.