Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Rob Schackne #393 - All This Space

All This Space

Like smelling good
Or being on time
Intact, untouched
Strange words

As if breaking
Is to be touching
Or meaning to be broken

For me to be in touch
For a second, intact

In all this space
She's waiting now

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