A Cargo of Green Hearts
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you wondered for what reason I
have stumbled into your life upturning grocery carts and whispering beautiful forbiddenly I would offer my wrist up so that you could verify my radial pulse yes I am among the sweet sacred of living things listed my heart a running red metronome my blood happily turning laps in this house of me it is enough and more that I have no reason or other was created on the 6th day purposeless contain a personal script genes and collisions which have brought the warm opposable animal of my hand in cusp to your cheek lovely freckled that it adored like water and so isn't it a special magic that I was not written into your footsteps braided into your warp wend but rather fell inopportune like a storm shorn leaf into your hand's hand and now imagine you yourself me myself and this bump-bumping a kind of wind or love delivering us the rare birds that live between Eden and Fate. Comments are closed.
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