I'm a good catch.
I can see the thin edge where your tire hits the road.
I can see the stone that you just threw,
Skip halfway across the world
This world slipping past your fingertips.
I can hear your ears listening to the wind
I can see your eyes greeting the world
I can see your intent summon its consequence
I can see this in you because I can see this in me.
You are the sender, and what you send.
I am just reflection;
An open-palmed receiver of your gifts.
But I'm a good catch.
I can catch a falling girl, faster than a falling star.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
I'm a good catch.
I can see the thin edge where your tire hits the road.
I can see the stone that you just threw,
Skip halfway across the world
This world slipping past your fingertips.
I can hear your ears listening to the wind
I can see your eyes greeting the world
I can see your intent summon its consequence
I can see this in you because I can see this in me.
You are the sender, and what you send.
I am just reflection;
An open-palmed receiver of your gifts.
But I'm a good catch.
I can catch a falling girl, faster than a falling star.
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