Saturday, April 21, 2012

undone and sure

and then like that
white emerged from black
you took my hand and we spat back
nothing the same
everything new
simple and sweet
this is me falling for you

we took off our shoes

dirty and worn
from our journeys before
pants rolled up
feet on the floor
feeling the gravel
this is how we travel
undone and sure


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