LIGHT-HEADED

you you you you

i wash in my shower with mountain stones

the seashells of twelve thousand feet

they sit at my feet and wash


you you you are my obsession

i'll chase you, find you, and chase you again for all of time

and when i find you the earth erupts

volcanoes of light and mysteries unveiled

i am a fragrance to you


you you have beautiful arms

strong enough to hold it all together

soft enough to hold my heart


you are my everything.

i breathe you in and fly.

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