Let it.
Let all the anger roll into the estuaries of time,
away from me,
away from you,
Tonight there is a thinness between world's,
A veil between destinies
and I see you,
Only I don't know what to do,
With knowing you,
Or where you are
Or live,
I am safe,
My bed is warm,
To know you,
Is to know the truth,
so allow me this,
With your gypsy swagger,
and knowing eyes,
Allow me to believe the lie.
Nicola Beckett
Sat 21st Oct 2017 17:14
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