The Paper and the Ink Strokes

Jan 10, 2022
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My heart, I think, would cease to beat

were it not for your hand to squeeze.

My lungs to fall without your breath to fill them...

Strange

To find you

in every space between me

Ground in silence

Ruling the quiet valleys in between

Each moment and its next

My where is a call, a songbird

And my not-there a sea-deep prayer

For your response

So squeeze me love

Breathe back into me full

Keep me here a moment more

That I might find a way

(somehow)

To give it back to you

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