our body the hands let's make between the reeds of deep rivers a widening of our soul and blood will come from their lips into shallow waters the distillation of flowers
so heavy with pollen
their heads bow so heavy with pollen their stems bend and meet with bloodandwater
petals,
.
'
'
;
.
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
our body the hands let's make between the reeds of deep rivers a widening of our soul and blood will come from their lips into shallow waters the distillation of flowers
so heavy with pollen
their heads bow so heavy with pollen their stems bend and meet with bloodandwater
petals,
.
'
'
;
.
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