Saturday, September 7, 2013

Ever Changing

My heart, content
With the idea of ever changing
My heart, widening
With every interaction had
Tidbit of information that's given
Conversation finally received
My heart, at last being heard
With each moment of embrace
All connections being made
Every fucking second
Folded, or melted, or woven,
Yes, woven,
Opened to a new life.

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