Waving

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My feelings come in waves

on a breeze named Rescue

then I am taken to

a secret place with you

my muse.

Awkwardly colors & kaleidoscope views

become transformed

into rawness not seen

words are whispered like lullaby’s

between hearts accused

of no fear to love

muse to muse.

waving

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