As my body’s blocks fell,
Tumbling
you effortlessly pulled
Them out of air,
My body,
Blocks but rounded,
Tumbles from itself.
And you,
Softest hands & eye,
Sweep me up by palm,
Placing head ‘low heels.
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As my body’s blocks fell,
Tumbling
you effortlessly pulled
Them out of air,
My body,
Blocks but rounded,
Tumbles from itself.
And you,
Softest hands & eye,
Sweep me up by palm,
Placing head ‘low heels.
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