HIGH AND DRY

I was once a forest made up of lofty hopes and greenest trees of life breath of fresh air and sunshine within my skin rooted into my arms where you could dip in the warmth of my natural love and be at home in the wilderness of my heart I was a timber in the …

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UNDER MY SKIN

I let you under my skin flowing and pouring, growing and gushing Now my brain is bursting, my heart is exploding I catch my breath; Whilst you outrun my death You are all over my spaces, You are the flavour of my creative juices