Fluttering by the big rocks
this will probably mess it all up, but
my prehistoric thoughts are on a rampage
begging to get caught tonight.
I've been sitting on the wire,
almost patiently,
but never quite right.
We're at the interlude and
my thoughts keep flooding back to you.
Is this a pattern worth exploring?
Every inch of me is calling out to you,
begging please.
I'll collect all the little pieces,
tell me when I got this just right.
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