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climbing the wall
give me your eyes,
i'll give you mine,
see what i see,
as i walk this fine line,
just for a day,
feel my heart in your chest,
then maybe we'd see
that we all do our best,
look in the sky,
count every star,
perhaps we would see then,
all the beauty we are.
scale up those walls,
just for a day,
it's my hunch then we all,
might have much less to say.
2014, April 26.
There's kind of subtle and
There's kind of subtle and lovely ambiguity to it. It's haunting.
Thank you Peter!!
Thank you Peter!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Love it!!!
Love it!!!
Thank you imprinted-soul! I
Thank you imprinted-soul! I will have to go read your poems. I have never seen your name or picture before!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "