Lets open up the gates
tounge and teeth
bone and hair
I need to feel your breath on my back
your fingers wrapped around my ribcage
eyes shattered like mirrors
Cutting me kaleidoscopic
I sang of death down by the river
Then felt the ground move from under my still feet
I know the earth breathes
As I feel it moving against your pulse
I know the wind has changed
As I've been pulled up into your storm
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