Fragments. As a muse I would take you, make you mine You flutter piece by piece against my sky. If I collect these fragments will they join with my heart until I hear you sigh? I walk between these thoughts that flow Once though I longed to touch each face so soft and eager with a gentle glow. Time... Sign in to see full entry.
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