Saturday, January 4, 2014


My wooden cup has found me
Curled up inside my ribs
Swimming in a pool of full and
Grinning from wrist to wrist

Im shaking now ive found you
Youre tempering the void
And focussing my inside so
I cannot be ignored

I am a leaf on the wind
I am a crackling leaf ghost floating dream
I am a leaf on the 
Breeze flows through my veins
& I am just a leaf on the wind

Youve a face on each angle
A smile on each side
You're 21 mouthes with 
14 sets of eyes

Im sinking my feet in
& grounding inside
My soul of stone shores
My home mountain sky

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