~Dream~



Like beads of sweat
sliding down the forehead
sticking to any part of skin.
Like crystal olive icicles
hanging from a cavern
glistening in the dark
never letting go--
neither will I.


I believe in you.


No matter what,
I will never let go of you.
You
make me
mold me
define me.
Until I can fly--
I will never let go of you.

 

 

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