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Oct 2021
you
with your soft blues
and lyrical words
you whisper my name
and i see rolling green hills
and sapphire sunsets
each syllable
a prayer on your lips
your breath brushes my neck
and i know in that moment
i would follow you
into hell and back
just to have you
to myself
a little while longer.
- forever running to or from trouble, as long as it's with you.
rk
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rk  F/scotland
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