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bloom
When the clock hands touch I am reminded of fate We will meet again - Ade
By Adriana Gallo3 years ago in Poets
grain of sand, slowly but surely turns to solid ground, burying bones - Ade
I am of the trees planted seeds and grounded roots capricorn sun sign/ He's a cancer man oceanic veins quench me river down my spine/
the clouds are heavy today I know your shoulders are too I wish I could take the weight and release it from you your laugh is my favourite sound
butterfly effect miniscule change of mind sending ripples outward elsewhere this is the transformative period- the planets and the moon are working in conjunction with the stardust in your bones
there’s a face I recognize but never allow myself to get close enough to in this life the moment I close my eyes I am grabbed by my hands and I wish I had their wings
