may i be that stone that skips upon the water from a momentum that has made me forget my weight and when i do stop and plop and drop may i be that stone that sinks to the bottom and leaves ripples not to forget my wake
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circling back
sometimes my circles are so few and far between but oh do they run deep and dark and syrupy sweet sometimes my circles are many and ripple they make waves their surfaces shimmer like diamonds of delight sometimes my circles spin only in my mind like a wobble like a wildebeest like a train offContinueContinue reading “circling back”