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Murmuring Rocks
I want an even surface.
I want gnawing warmth.
I want an empty river
that teases me into plainness.
I want gentle steps,
I want a steady fall.
I want a swirling haze
that tousles the back of my hair.
I want binary;
I want just one choice.
I can feel his arms,
and I can hear her voice.
I want gnawing warmth.
I want an empty river
that teases me into plainness.
I want gentle steps,
I want a steady fall.
I want a swirling haze
that tousles the back of my hair.
I want binary;
I want just one choice.
I can feel his arms,
and I can hear her voice.
Published 5th Aug 2013
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