Like the waves,
you pulled away
before I could bend down
to touch you.
But
many times,
you crashed against
my limbs
while my heart
was in the sky.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 5:12 AM UTC
Like the waves,
you pulled away
before I could bend down
to touch you.
But
many times,
you crashed against
my limbs
while my heart
was in the sky.
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