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I seek . you drink it in . I wonder . and I swift . what is this new . what we can’t afford . we could . but we rather think we can’t

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Distance . gives me the lost strength . to open faucets . in the comfort . confused . hypnotized. loosing . scattered . words . but those hands . carried melodies . at a painful . startling distance

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I never wondered . really . what was running in your mind . that I . gazing at . the blood richly flowing . on the hills of your hands . a life alone . they sung enchanting . songs . that were buckets . wonder . filled . my eyes . kidnapped

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eyes . follow your countenance . heart . warms at the blushing . and shades . hands up  . misunderstanding . embarrassment . I should have grabbed . the occasion . and not let you .  hanging there . where . we are not sure

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we feel . and . we tell . but don’t say . too soon . too late . not sure .  where . to go . where . to stand . but will work hard . for something . different . than today . unheard of yesterday . that will surprise . us . and will not . feed . anymore . bitter tears . may only joy . water . this beginning

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you keep back . you say . i read . i wonder . i swallow fear

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locking in silence . melodies . deeper sinking . waiting . hesitant grounds where flights are . vibrating . exploring nocturnal lands . all you need . is . what you move in – vent love

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you move . no telling . you clear paths . for me to walk . petals not briars . i don’t know and . want so bad . your colors to see . lay one finger . to trace your contour . defining desire . arousing  . distilled

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distance spoke of safety . and I don’t know . this stranger in me . that . joined to you . felt fear . but they are .  and I’m not . some remote .  safe addictions . runs you too

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waiting . scary emotions . alarmed bells . desire of denial . craving for more . life is a dangerous ride . i don’t see many cheering for us . lonesome . will we steady the storms . and roots sturdy . we nailed them . within our arms

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it’s a scream . elongated . almost infinite . fearful . howling . of the heart . no more . pain . to collect . there . in the abyss . of identification . of sharing . giving . comforting . letting oxygen in  . to survive . longer . the dagger of love . crashing . down on me

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