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Pockets Of Love
My pockets have filled with dust
and the ashes of every word
that has been waiting for you.
Some of the pages of lines
which I have written for you,
fell out on my hearts journey
to find you.
But I have memorized in my essence
every love note
that has always belonged to only you,
so when I have time
I will print with ink
each sentence into a novel
and slip it into your heart
when we are lost in each other-
I am always lost in you.
(by whisperingdreamsdecay)
here, wrapped within the in and out breaths of that same persistent longing
always submerged in dreams
