Deserted, the falcon-word
you scribed on my knelt-heart
My frozen limbs,
my frostbit nerves
saw the spider
on the barks of the Maple.
Maple, best friend
of my windy days.
not to blast
The stream keeps
her thin.long fingers
on her lips.
Let her flow
under the ground
of her hidden wish!
Let her live
in her dream,
cold yet warm,
secret, yet open.
She hears the
music thru the ether,
as you're catching her tune!
She knows, there's
a tip-toed music,
an angry, yet loving
heart, above all
the storms of the seas,
dancing on the foam of
She goes along
the chilled forest
the warmth of her
from the dormant
volcano of the Earth!
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