patience waiting
Our love grows by the our
communicating
our silence
stretched out from inside
turning, dropping our eyes from the gaze
like slow time
lifting the falls
on the back of it all
It's true
souls stretched out past the world
feeling things we need to know
all the time at the same time
squeezed into sunshine from how fast
time'g got
to stop calling out in the night
like this
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