smooth
Take the chance
that I will love again, underneath the trees and roses
When the river sings
just right and the rocks hold our heads. At the
Edge of the riverbed
birds dance on top of the water. I see the sunset
Begin to melt in
your hazel eyes. The depth of the room quickly takes
My body whole kiss
my soul before my eyes rise and you’ve ran out of time.
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