The words
run through my mind,
Over and
over again
Loud as thunder,
fresh as rain
Say it
silently, wanting more
I won’t be
the one to open that door.
It rings
through my head
Smiling secretly
instead
Hold it
back, bite your lips
Don’t admit
you’ve slipped
Falling asleep
it’s there
Too fast,
too raw, too rare
Fallen from
my cloud
Don’t say it
yet angel, don’t say it out loud.
Hold it
inside, your own secret to keep
Please god don’t
let me talk in my sleep
Fallen so
far from my cloud
Not yet
angel, don’t say it out loud.
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