dare we remain the entangled bruised bodies that walk along this corridor known as the sea shore restless beings walking on broken mounds of earth and escalating in the waves that drape across my arms and back covered up from the face of our adventure for there is no turning backwards or falling on our spines to disappear with you is the only thing worth ten thousand days of dreaming without dying.
Watched you from far away only to pack up once and for all
wings that need to fly away and rebuild each wall of the heart
until it can withstand any storm that swirls around and echos the crashing into you
so many times until we finally do part.
Last time I flew into your river and outside of your ocean
where the water followed my every step and to transfer these moments
but to be transparent as he wept fingers don't know what they're for
just to wrap around your sorrow in a hollowed out dream carved from their knives of the daily feast only to declare you the king again without a echo to your voice but a scar on your wrist and one below the lower lip.
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