The mist in my eyes cools as it reaches down my chin to form rivers of trial and love at my breast. Soon they will dry up in the suns bright light, leaving behind paths etched in the caverns that lie hidden in the desert.
Hold me now like you'll never let go. You are a cliffs edge at which I have stood, too afraid to take the step to see the full view. Then a hand reached out and nudged my back and here I've been standing. Staring before me at the rugged rock mountains, awed by the grass that gives life, and feel in love with the eyes in the sky.
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