Once I no longer laid in your arms, I wanted to be a volcano-
huge-
for you to climb over
or a steep valley
to watch you jump
with your muscular legs
but you walked like Jesus, floating over flat ground
and never shifted your eyes down
to the tiny pebble kicking against your shoe.
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and never shifted your eyes down
to the tiny pebble kicking against your shoe.
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Great image!
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mwahs! I LOVE YOU CRASH!! Thnk you for giving me something edible to read! ;]
hehehe. I needed to hear your words for a while, thank you for this!!!!!!!!!!!!!^_^

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I love this! It's so simple, but it packs a major punch. Perfect. Good job. ~Kaila



