My dear so and so is very far away.
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The stone in your stomach, there's no way to start the day.
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I pray to the waves, and utter my wishes,
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I'd rather have spirals and butterfly kisses.
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My wings for a morning, to swim in her breeze,
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To walk across deserts with similar ease,
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I'd surrender my fortune, and burn the last chapter,
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Swallow the future and deal with the past after.
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Ache is inside me, it burns for her edges,
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It lingers,
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I long for her lips and her fingers,
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Her voice on my skin, the hush of her lullaby
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My blood starts to rush and shooting stars multiply.
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Bottomless kisses,
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I wanna unfold her,
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Sleep tangled up with her head on my shoulder,
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She holds my breath, I swallow her fire,
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The slower she goes, I'll follow her higher,
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We navigate each other's lengths, we parachute in waterfall,
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We hold ourselves open and restrain ourselves not at all,
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I torture myself with runaway intentions,
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No sound, no light, time starts to slow down,
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The storm washes over me, she takes me apart.
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She masters my body, and breaks my heart,
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I cover the clocks and try to remember to forget,
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To forgive
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To forsake
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And to forfeit.
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Riverbed 5
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| Buck 65 |
