about

just a soul spinning in space

(giulia maria)

spontaneous crushing

Keep me on my toes. 

Keep my mind on that daring perch

  Overlooking the ocean bluffs;

  The thrill of the near-jump.

Don’t hold back.

  I wish to fall forward

  From this chest;


Let me soar!

Let me perch onto tip toes

  And peer down

  At the wild tide;

Pushing and pulling

  At my heart

  In this golden hour

oils : children of industry

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