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June came fast
June came slow
June hit us both like a bus
Without warning
And no time for "No"
Out with highschool
The crazy rides we went on
Hello to even deadlier amusement
I am not perfect
Though I have tried to be
Sometimes
I still try to be
There is something about being flawless that
Mutes my inner voice as it pauses to bathe
In steamy ecstasy
That very high
Breathe, breathe
One, two, three
I am a happy daughter
Who loves her mother
Not a hint of loathing to be found
Exhale, exhale
I mustn't tell lies
Enjoy the way the breeze feels nice
Doves fly high in the sky
So you too have chosen to fly
With light bouncing off of your back
To be or not to be
an eye catching feather
an accomplishment
The one bees fly in the rain
Sitting in a black hole
Surrounded by own warmth
A single light
That may or may not be mine
A distraction
An object
Hundreds of objects
Various different kinds
Which should I choose
I will hold you.
For the sake of the rivers I swam to love you,
I will hold you.
I will hold you,
I know; forever.
As that is the way of loving someone.
I will hold you, yes.
