a sandy path always

important would be to wash our souls and then
when all the dimmest runes on vessel's november fading skies just would separate
when swallowed shame, all this stubbornly obstinate unfaith
that I be so bright to concentrate
would here disappear through deep and real

then yes
it should be that I fight,
would uncover the straight blue- eyed long standing friendship
- such ultimate a world of pale satin
galaxy-class Starship of yours _
to merely rustle upon a sandy path to tenderness

and
white
a love just springing out from nowhere else
than my heavy mustering of truth
and what you say is life
and I
continuity

 



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