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If you summon
for
me
I'll be
moon bathing
for the sun
is eternally
draining
my mind
is filled
with amethyst
rose
my heart beats
poetry
& prose
What could have been
is not what
you think it
is
for if it was meant
to it would have
That little
piece of heaven
on my tongue
is gone
An aching heart
a longing within
for a home
which I've never
known
All it was
is all it
could have been
endless
realms
of possibility
cease to
truly exist
We crash
violently
into one another
like two waves
erratic
in the sea
I had to
question
my attraction
to the chaos
& what
that said
about me
Seeking
comfort
in the strangest
of places
blurriest
of faces
quickest
of paces
for strangers
feel more like
home than
any love
I've ever
known
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