Mar 2013
I oppose
gravity;
you are
the string
which
stays me.
You are
wrapped
around my
ankle and
Iām breathing in
star specks.
And when
I come down
it is only
because your
lips are
so close to
the ground.
gravity;
you are
the string
which
stays me.
You are
wrapped
around my
ankle and
Iām breathing in
star specks.
And when
I come down
it is only
because your
lips are
so close to
the ground.
(Woodbridge, VA)
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