Hearts echo like the crystallized
rhythm of wind through blades of grass;
we transcend touch with feeling--
a lost art.
Let me melt you down to glass,
I'll keep you close so you'll never crumble;
I'll preserve you forever-- however long that may be.
Our bodies are the specters
we thought we never knew,
a dream within a dream ago
we were ages from home--
where are we, love, except where we belong?
I will be a martyr to protect you--
a candle at the end of the Earth.
Leave me thoughts:
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such a strong ending to this passionate write. Kudos.
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gads you're amazing!
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lol I read this and was like awe I love getting messages like this from strangers. And then I was like wait, it's not a stranger. It's Bailey!
I LOVE YOU!
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