life makes me think of death makes me think of salvation makes me think of you
If you want to inspire me, I’m waiting
Your mind is like Stonehenge
A heartbeat muted by the weight of space
When the earth slows down, we can jump off
Like two foreigners plunging into a love song
You already left your fingerprint smudged
Across the handle of my life
Names like impressions in the sand
A silhouette frozen on the edge of a placid sea
That line on the wall doesn’t do you justice
Jesus Christ himself might fall to his knees and cry
None could shadow your humanity
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this poem is supreme.
hey we should get together if you
like
If you want to taste true inspiration, stop waiting
your mind is free already
weighty in its weightlessness
waiting for you to go into freefall ~
waiting for some 'other' doesn't do you justice.
arielle, my love, rudi is pissing me off. don't listen to him... we DO need each other. ok ok, so maybe we don't, but i certainly prefer it that way. i love you to the utmost :)
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