At last i hear Your song again. Your words so put together. Like they were created and thought through months in advance. Like they were ment for gods to understand and kings to ponder. Each sentence You speak is a new poetry. Each phrase a shimmering lyric. I love to listen to You carry on about minor details; over exagerating the small parts of peices and objects and experiences. Draining the life from books and places and people. I collect ever drop and let it swirl in my mind, float and breath.
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