Jul 2016
You were just beside me.
I know.
One can feel your air.
Even with eyes closed.
One sees.
And when you're away.
I slow.
All senses grow bare.
Like casting for food.
In dry seas.
I know.
One can feel your air.
Even with eyes closed.
One sees.
And when you're away.
I slow.
All senses grow bare.
Like casting for food.
In dry seas.
(florida)
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