Tell me what I should do to bring you to taste the depths…
And open your eyes to the putrid swirls of boredom where everyday life flounders.
Agitation draws out the subtle blood.
Tell me what would it take to make your heart sit next to mine?
Nothing, I know that.
One day, tired,
You will come to me.
©FJ April 2022
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Think I might have got there a while back. Perhaps…
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