If I was as good as her
I'd write of God's heart
and how I see it every where
But I can only see you
no matter how many waves are drowning between us
You are all
and I do write of God's heart
and where I see it.
I mark a place on your skin with my breath
I must come back there some day
soon
and breathe in every second of you.
jan 4, 09
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