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Tag Archives: Trees
Leaned in my eyes And loved me A grove in this lust of light
Is where you will find me My unwanted penmanship Lavenderously waiting for Spring
Feeling the works of a heart Unpainted by a furious knife Rendering a sense of love With my mouth Softly pressed Against your chest and with a slight thump I become human again Making music out of you
I write without knowing Without the human voice Each letter is a germ My formless dizziness V E R T I G O