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Letting you in
I open my chest like a book
Spine bending to allow this move
Both arms in use
I’m the shape of a hook
As though a hollow recess nooks
In the shelter of my wings
But instead: colours and depth expose
Crumbs of my world escape
They’d talk for us if they could
You’re far away
Stiff, a figure from wood
Unable to reach out
From where you’re stood
Or even from n...
Tuesday 6th January 2026 1:34 pm
Dance
Sway to the winds
Hoover over the plains of unwritten avenues
Brush away all misconceptions
Death to ifs and maybes
Lay with me in this tornado gliding to the designated mark that is love
Dance with me
Join me in my pursuit of truth
My pursuit of us
Monday 4th April 2016 3:09 pm
Dance
Sway to the winds
Hoover over the plains of unwritten avenues
Brush away all misconceptions
Death to ifs and maybes
Lay with me in this tornado gliding to the designated mark that is love
Dance with me
Join me in my pursuit of you…of us
Wednesday 16th March 2016 7:50 pm

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