what grace fills a foot forward and
drops fragrance to the air with a birds scent
how few thoughts enter my loves mind of mine
of his thoughts i can be sure a wire is taught and long
walking this far the same way
under which paved streets crawl and sway
to a cloud a lofty idea has bounce
caught in love - landed between two towers
the distance parched like an ocean of leather
mind and mind twirl to save the flesh
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