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Aug 21
Soaring towards you, my fundamental force.
Waves never crashed as hard as I, into you.
Singing your soul-song into chambers of me.

This is one thing I never expected to change me.
You’ve shown me that a beaming stranger
Can truly be my angel.

Your wings, my chariot.

My world, your marionette.

Enchantress of the ever-north,
Summon me from slumber.
Pull me through your window into wonder.

You hold on to me for the first time.
I live this moment like it were our last.
I love our moon for bringing me to your path πŸŒ™
FunSlower
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FunSlower  34/M/Australia
(34/M/Australia)   
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