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inside the blue
with a breath
full of heat
distant and blowing
saying connective colors
in the distance

wanted to hold you
and the sky

the moon
tears through the clouds at night
it bounces off

I was sitting and wrapping
believing you

a smile a candle and piece
of wood
tossing in the south

don’t turn it away
unless it’s fine

did we know which of us was
hanging around

I was believing a hero
my ties all in the wind
your lips all solemn

I was believing a hero
my ties in the wind
your lips against

what did you have left

what did you have left

heard you sang my songs
against your skin
a mirror going home
safety in it