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NotesYour ankles withstood winters kiss while their roots prayed. “Whisper into my soul my dearest Lord for I am weak and thou art strong” Tattered roots prayed those prayers while your lips slept on his chest and your fingers sunk into his mind. With every mistake. With every missed note my lips grew sweeter. My fingers became more delicate to your coarse touch. We were not perfect but the feelings that hid in our hearts were. The sun grew tired. The moon wanted to play.
Taken from the blog of the ever talented, Beanbagsaregreat.
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