on my shoulders, she was so light i could barely feel her, but i could always hear her breathing, hear that high note then the low one, that in and out, in and out.
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don't fall, because i don't know if i can catch you.
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2 comments:
Touching poem... and the uncertainty at the end drew a sad note out of me.
I love this picture! And the writing. "don't fall, because i don't know if i can catch you" Marvelous sentence.
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)