Ther

Hands meet eyes lock

‘I don’t judge you’

Glance away stroke of cold

‘I don’t judge you’

Heart sinks sparks of white

moist cheek release hand

‘I love you Stately’

Say it, love yourself

Compassion, it was written

You stear off the path

Sandwich and fall

Concentrae keep eyes up

light on inside

clear vioce

Seed of heart

my chest it lies

Bottom

of

Spine

And Back up

Again

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