~*Moon Dust*~
Ramblings, words, lyrics, nonsense - it's all here
Monday, August 25, 2014
natural.
standing in stagnant air
waiting for you on a bench there
not really nervous nor anxious
just in the moment, wind in my hair
your steps come closer
& we exchange "hellos"
suddenly
stranger
feels natural.
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