I now invoke you
from the crown of a tree
so you'd climb home to me
It's such power in my thoughts
and there you are! in my blindness
No touches, but I can reach you
from well beyond the sea
I find no faults
Chemical must be... my fondness
There, there!
I thought I'd win
My battles? they had an armistice, as I remember
If just a little longer...
so close to be and yet... there's little time to live, and plenty of it to wish
Why don't we belong to the land of small big wishes?!
I'm so surprised of how thorny roses are when wanting to pick them
and everything satisfying remains the smell and image of the flower
Don't cut me off! I need to breathe
in my own climb-down
If just a little longer had it been
I could have lasted fonder
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