you are all alone when you hear a voice a voice in you tells you to commence a journey a journey starts along a long long path a path that takes you to an unknown place a place where your path intersects with a line a line on the palm of a hand a hand that belongs to you
Love came, and she didn’t ask me to stake it, the imbalance. I had mistaken not choosing for the choice, unwilling to chance it and be cheated by the distance.
I’m compelled to take a hand offered so tenderly, willing me perchance chosen as my fate and freely fated as my choice The nimble tongues of my unaccounted decisions speak me a destination a destiny i will distance from with each decided step
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1 comment:
Beautiful. I am looking forward to the arrival of my copy.
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