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Aug 2010
Bodies twisting forming fitting
Silent shiver slipping fingertips
There is nothing you can say to push that heart away
There is only the wind and the moonlight and the stars and ourselves
stretching filling breathing sighing
Empty and vast and the colors fill our eyes until we are drunk of them
Our air is caught between our lungs in the sky
somewhere mysterious and behemothic and dark
And the taste of each other on our lips makes us smile

I believe I believe I believe

I have been dreaming of the sky all my life
And now I can see it in your eyes
There are moons and stars and universes and it scares me
Because it makes me small
It makes me nothing

You hate that there is something broken in my smile
And even if you don't say it
it kills you inside
When I turn my cheek I see the slip in your grace and the twitch in your fists
Because I know you can see through me
And it kills you inside

I swim in the ocean of your eyes
And I feel the cool water drip down my throat and your touch
And you brush the scars away
Until I am whole
Written by
Calla Gilligan
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