I’ll be here
When the outskirts of stability blend
with the disorderly flurries at love’s windy precipice.
I will dive again
Read MoreI’ll be here
When the outskirts of stability blend
with the disorderly flurries at love’s windy precipice.
I will dive again
Read MoreFurther down, on the receiving bank of this bridge
when I’m dripping from the humidity of one of your more sultry days,
You’ll brush my skin with a warm current of memory
And my chest will go on pause-
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