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your hands will someday melt the sky

and it will drip through your soul

and at this time you will realise

your power to align your own stars.

then the substance will set

and your soul will be satisfied

 

and you will see the motion of light past your window

in pitch black

and remember how stars shone from eyes, for you

 

i sit near the sea, sunset, alone

the ripples remind me of time to come

love to continue

as it waits patiently for feet to feel the wave.

salt embeds into the soles,

a mineral to strengthen.

 

whirlwinds interrupt daily rest

that are created elsewhere

and fall into minds of lovers

who sleep alone

 

you'll thrive

and i'll dive

yet survive

and float to the surface

to meet you

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molly-dot
English
Published
Jul 2, 2015
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