Hope is coming for me.

Thoughts based upon, 'As I wait for hope to come for me' - Brooke Fraser

Tonight you'll have me in paradise, tweaking my hairs alive at your mercy. Spurting definitively and sketching, sparsely running alongside me as a train rushing over its track. We gain pace, we surpass memories and landscapes that once recalled our past. I'd see a sun if it were not December, I'd witness a land of hopefulness. Now let down, I let it run, streaks fallen through my roots, integrated in my tears and over naturalistic ways.

 

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. beautiful ...
. love the way you deploy the image of a journey by train ...