Is
Is my breath
upon your list
Is my thought
thoughts I’ve made for you
Is the desire
eternal flame burning in me
Is the touch
forlorn hope, lament for the beauty
Is the lull
footloose and fancy – free lies in the garden
Is the wholeness
ultimate high, lay it up in lavender.
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