carry me down
the blow of the wind
and taint my eyelashes
with the tilt of a kiss.
there are souls that linger
in the depth of a heart
sealed and brooding
- never forgotten.
there are souls that are
ephemeral,
passing through, so unfamiliar
and wild.
float to where my thoughts
are curled in and silent,
and be the soul i have
known forever
a familiar caress to my mind.
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