"Globes and maps are all around me now, I wanna feel you breathe me..."
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New Poem:
The Dichotomy Of Love
This rift increases
each time I breathe your name.
My steps are uncertain -
the ground is constantly changing.
There is no balance
in places like this.
I feel my way through new territory
like a wounded animal
in foreign terrain
(but the view is spectacular).
One wrong turn,
and I may fall
all over again.
Ambiguous messages are not appreciated at this time in my life.
I have no qualms with being alone again.
Figure out what you want, so I can figure out where I'm heading come summer.
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New Poem:
The Dichotomy Of Love
This rift increases
each time I breathe your name.
My steps are uncertain -
the ground is constantly changing.
There is no balance
in places like this.
I feel my way through new territory
like a wounded animal
in foreign terrain
(but the view is spectacular).
One wrong turn,
and I may fall
all over again.
Ambiguous messages are not appreciated at this time in my life.
I have no qualms with being alone again.
Figure out what you want, so I can figure out where I'm heading come summer.