11 jul 2019, Ozone Coffee Roasters

Cold Brew. Come over here and

say it again.

Say it to my face,

say it to my back and

say it to my hands,

the hands used to watching over you

and under you

and all around.

Say it to the mountains on my heart

and to the clouds I dream in.

Say it to the thread

that connects us

which starts at my lowest and

ends at your highest.

The tightest line

on which hope does its little dance.


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