To try and catch,
These falling thoughts,
I found myself in a book today,
Carefully folded up,
And tucked away,
For a rainy day.
I want to sit amongst your words,
And hide away from the world,
For a year or two.
I want the music,
That makes you feel like you’re dancing,
Barefoot in the rain.
Where each note is your heartbeat,
And the vibrations that echo after,
Are you breathing.
That’s what I want to fall into.
Otherwise the night is too dark
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