Crushed lips
Colour me in every eye.
Watching. With hands.
Restless. Seeking. Accepting.
Misunderstood. Soft Nests. With Every step
Exeitment evokes.
Cant conquer the tones of past rythms.
Calm will find you.
Through plumes douces et pierres.
When the drop breaks
Melts your skin.
When the masses surround your foot.
I find your hand on my shoulder.
In a moment, our eyes will meet.
In your palm.
I know your journey.
I know you.
As i place the black seed.
Unnamed. Unbroken.
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