You grabbed my life have shaken the
as you do with the clothes you've restored the
dusty air, the colors have returned
handed me a clean version of myself
free from delusions, the false belief
impurities that had accumulated over the years
. No
there would be more successful. You have strong hands you
girl's hands, and warrior
capable hands to grab and squeeze and fondle
hands carrying signs
so similar to my hands where I can touch that recognize
always acknowledge that I will always remember
just brushing the dark.
You grabbed my life and keep it close
I do not care what you do, I'll
custody
falling in free flight
I found your hands
and their firm grip
whatever happens along any
street where I will be walking,
perhaps by chance, I will take
the slight feeling
delle tue mani
nelle mie.
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