Sep 07, 2006 15:31
Brother, I am fire
Surging under ocean floor.
I shall never meet you, brother-
Not for years, anyhow;
Maybe thousands of years, brother.
Then I will warm you,
Hold you close, wrap you in circles,
Use you and change you-
Maybe thousands of years, brother.
-Carl Sandburg
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-a certain someone who misses you.
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