In_Between

Holding the shovel and light
While I wait to keep digging
The links to your inside.
Searching for the one
I once met outside.
Tracking for its
Shininess, its muffled
Screams through
Encircling cork tiles.
An yearning heart 
That's mine.

[[[Pedaços de um mundo mágico...] | ‎Miguel Andrade | Fotografia

They're just paper ties,
 Flee from where
You hide.
Burst and love me where 
We died.

18.09.2011
  

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