Tuesday, 22 February 2011
an ocean before i tell you.
these little stones within our ships, and everything we keep beneath, and when i breathe you in, i'm drifting, and when i breathe you in, i'm sinking, these little souls within ourselves, and everything we lose between, and when i find you, i'm already broken, and when i find you, i'm beginning to think that i'm hoping, our two breaths, that they could span the ocean.
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