Falling for you feels like gravity.
Like little drops of condensation
That slowly slide down a glass,
The pull of your soul to mine is scientific.
If I ever I said something was meant to be...
I never was speaking on valid ground.
Because I hadn't encountered this...you and me...
And knowing what was meant to be.
I've said before
You have placed a gentle sweet hum
Inside of me which had once been filled with
wreckage and void.
I can usually never see the trees for all the forest...
But with you I see every detail...
The beautiful cracked bark
Inching its way up their spines to dissolve into
webbed petals of green.
Just like gravity they fall...
Leaf by leaf...
Just like like me to you.
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