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Jun 2013
Your desire
entices me like
fire
running through
the rusted pipes
of my shower
water
has the power
to lift civilizations
or destroy the
earth
beneath them
cracking dry
thirsty or drowning the
air
doesn't care
it can do nothing but carry
the seeds of an idea
over the
earth
across seas of
water
until that idea
burns like a
fire
traveling through
generations not
only space but time
something we
cannot touch
but feel
don't quite understand
but assume we have a
hand on until
it runs away
from us

But like my love for you
It always returns
Scratch Paper
Whitney
Written by
Whitney
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