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My heartstrings Stretch in harp-like synchrony Waiting for the day when Your fingers pluck them Stolidly Steadily And from a mass at the bottom of the ocean I will Gather and rise into an entrapped bubble Burst up into the oxygenated world Live in my head in ballooned ecstasy Gradually rising to the ether While you watch and giggle In child-like innocence And smile to melt the world.
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 10:21 AM UTC
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My heartstrings Stretch in harp-like synchrony Waiting for the day when Your fingers pluck them Stolidly Steadily And from a mass at the bottom of the ocean I will Gather and rise into an entrapped bubble Burst up into the oxygenated world Live in my head in ballooned ecstasy Gradually rising to the ether While you watch and giggle In child-like innocence And smile to melt the world.
© Helios Rietberg, October 2011
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 10:21 AM UTC
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