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| Joana. |
Sluggishly crawling through the fields You and me both Silently reaching an entrance Tacting our way With arms bare Hands scratched A sign of relief The firecatchers flee So sudden, unexpectedly Light and gracefully Floating above the reeds As I do now holding your hand Sensing the pulse through your skin Hearts breathtaken Struggling for the steady pace The eyes, the lips, hair, hips Hovering still Through the fields Above the world Grasping a star, the stars, the infinite The senses quieten slowly now Warm breath beating against the cold breeze Staring at a sky Dark, the moon, the light. |
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