Perpetual Yearning

A Poem by Sleep Practice

when the sun presses on my skin

when the moonlight bleeds in

I think of you

when the tide rolls in

when the water tightens on my skin

I think of you

in keys broken

in brass that is worn

in the coming storm

I will think of you

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Added on December 13, 2017
Last Updated on November 15, 2020

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