If we lie here long enough
we will feel the curve of
the Earth moulding into
the curve of our spines,
the universe expanding above
us, relentless and racing as
our hands weave together,
pulled tight at the fingers
like shoe laces,
we watch paper aeroplanes
fly like comets, brilliant
against the carpet of night,
cloudless, we imagine faces
that we know, white stars
growing like flowers,
time passing in seconds,
speeding into hours as
our hearts beat against
our bones, the air wrapping
around our skin as we fit,
piece by piece,
into each other
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC
If we lie here long enough
we will feel the curve of
the Earth moulding into
the curve of our spines,
the universe expanding above
us, relentless and racing as
our hands weave together,
pulled tight at the fingers
like shoe laces,
we watch paper aeroplanes
fly like comets, brilliant
against the carpet of night,
cloudless, we imagine faces
that we know, white stars
growing like flowers,
time passing in seconds,
speeding into hours as
our hearts beat against
our bones, the air wrapping
around our skin as we fit,
piece by piece,
into each other
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