Kip

Where it begins to matter
Every feeling touches the ceiling
Cross my heart and spin me
Lasting dizziness

While the universe partakes with glee
Sun and moon in a tug o-war
A purpose that words aspire to
Life giving

Wander beside frozen seas
Thoughts of you like buried treasure
Until your voice wakens my sleep
Sweet dreaming

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