tie

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tie your heart at night to mine, love,

and both will defeat the darkness

like twin drums beating in the forest

against the heavy wall of wet leaves.

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night crossing: black coal of dream

that cuts the thread of earthly orbs

with the punctuality of a head

long train that pulls cold stone and shadow endlessly.

love, because of it, tie me to a purer

movement,

to the grip on life that beats in your breast,

with the wings of a submerged swan,

so that our dream might reply

to the sky’s questioning stars with one key,

one door closed to shadow. 'pablo neruda'

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cause I like to be gone most of the time

and you like to be home most of the time

if I stay in one place i lose my mind

i’m a pretty impossible lady to be with

'kimya dawson'

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