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s May 2014
You can find me in a room where the floor is carpeted with pine needles and the roof is the night sky
You can try to take me home but I won't know where that is
You will ask me where I came from and I will not reply
You will feel sorry for me and I will wonder why
I have been lost for so long I do not mind anymore
s May 2014
she emerges from the misty clouds
like a ghost from your past
watching your skin
reflect her light
watching your soul
as it angers and loves
watching your mind
learn from its mistakes
watching your hands
leave their mark on this earth
s May 2014
I hope you still
smell like rosemary and take your coffee black
I hope you still
say my name in a singsong voice and remember the curve of my neck
I hope you still
dance like no one's watching and listen to the birds talk
I hope you still
have a fiery temper and read under the big oak tree
I hope you still
love yourself and everything on this earth
s May 2014
he called me his flower
and he was my sun
but now the clouds have come
and i am
**wilting
s May 2014
how dare you stand there oblivious to the fact that you make my heart want to jump out of my chest and into your waiting hand.

how dare you glance at me for only a second and make every inch of my skin feel like it's on fire.

how dare you brush your hand up against mine and tuck my stray hairs behind my ear in the tenderest way.

how dare you whisper sweet things to me that we both know you don't actually mean.

how dare you make me fall in love with you.
s May 2014
he has
eyes like the ocean
hair like the sand
and a smile like the view
(which takes my breath away)

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