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The riverWith such confusion

I’m walking through a jungle

of desert

Holding

like a damn of emotion

my feelings –

when really I want to be

the river

rushing to meet and make

an ocean of you

Falling so crashingly in love

will it be a bad landing?

I draw our names in the sand

and you carve your place in my heart

 © Kait King, 2015

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