As light as hammocks we rock, you near me, stranger
The bones drinking skin like water, you fear me, stranger
Again and again we breathe hard ragged air not the same
You watch the overheard sweetness sear me, stranger
Little girl, skirted man, bearded strummer, dreamer on
canvas,
You are legion, your wings and your wild patterns steer me,
stranger
As simple as steps on a mopped wooden floor in the night
As old as the secrets that mock and jeer me, stranger
These words my smoke rings your night dreams tomorrow the
signal
It stabs a weird rightness when somehow you hear me,
stranger
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