That the soul is heading in the open sun
dawn sky
traps while walking on tiptoes at the edge of your everything. Sign
me, princess, the forest is thick.
rests on my knees, the fog is accelerating.
still here, my soul, that belongs to you in quiet time.
Take my lips, they're yours, bless the day ... we're together.
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