Monday, 24 July 2017

you are me. i am you.

you are me. i am you.
was on your windows and your
magic came with ether arms and
clouded grey hair;
dancing against the rained on
stars so far we can taste its'
pregnant future.
your eyes can conquer
war your eyes have healed
my wandering ; your eyes
have pierced me whole
to hold on to innocence
in freedom.
i am mother because of you
i am soldered in armies of pain
and fight hard for your time fight
hard for your fine lines fight
harder and harder and will never
give up.
i am a me, because of you.
 
 

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