90 Miles From Tyranny : Arc Of The Woken Theft...

Wednesday, March 23, 2022

Arc Of The Woken Theft...



Arc of a diver effortlessly, 
my mind in sky and when I wake up

Daytime and nighttime I feel you near
Warm water breathing she helps me here

She bathes me in sweetness I cannot reveal
For sharing dreams I need my woman
This humble expression meagerly dressed
My eyes so mean it has no meaning

But jealous night and all her secret chords
I must be deaf on the telephone I need my love to translate




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