The Calm Rises
Sometimes I get this craving in me, for you
Your skin is the only think I can think about
Your hair seems like strains of gold
Your lips seem like two soft pillows I need to rest myself upon
I love you
I hold on to you
I bury myself with your body
I turn away from hate
I surrender to your breath
The calm rises
The calm inside myself
I feel for you
So much I cannot express
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