The temperature of your spine breaks Body oozing In letting go Broken segments of your heart find their way to my arms
The temperature of your spine breaks
Body oozing 
In letting go

Broken segments of your heart find their way to my arms
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A letter to someone I hold dear

The temperature of your spine breaks Body oozing In letting go Broken segments of your heart find their way to my arms

Of your heart find their way to my arms I cover them inside My body A healer in some kind of way Let’s you keep part of me

Your pupil dilate As if no one has ever shown you kindness Before,

You have only seen it in pictures Where a somewhat familiar face waits

For someone to notice - someone to care “ hey” I say to you

“ you can bring her back, if you believe in the wind like you believe in me,

She will drift back- the memories will no longer fade in and out

My dear, don’t you see? I’m not leaving you to the breeze just yet. “

And you reply “remember at home, when the wind would swoop me up

In his arms? Well, he told me symptoms of symphonies.

The ones that rattle inside till our eat drums have have played in too many bands to have won.

I know the wind is back, but maybe I want him to go.”

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