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Oct. 19th, 2014 12:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
proximoception"See in her eyes: it will never be the same: they are gone away from there: the light that heats was on their skin on just one day for her."
"I see in her eyes: her days arranged like flowers: facing inward hushed in worship: where they're there together still: bathed in sun that never was save where its beams were blessed by them: a sculpted shape of rays, carved out like what of her days touches that, like what of her mind all eyes and her eyes all mind: a blessing you can read around her eyes."
"I see in her eyes: her days arranged like flowers: facing inward hushed in worship: where they're there together still: bathed in sun that never was save where its beams were blessed by them: a sculpted shape of rays, carved out like what of her days touches that, like what of her mind all eyes and her eyes all mind: a blessing you can read around her eyes."
