Tarrakkul the Gazzele
You have no idea,
the way my heart flutters,
like your hair in the wind.
I feel a rising tide,
waters sweet on my tongue,
a child is awakening,
the passion of my childhood,
stretches it's hands in my heart,
I believe I am awakening.
is a warm reception,
to the day,
which shall stay the night,
at our house.
And wake in the morning,
refreshed and happy to be day.
Why is all
I feel alive again.
I am raw.
A life ready to be formed,
like a child,
but with more experience.
What am I going on about?
Vwat Vwat Vwat?
I am happy,
I am confused.
But happy confusion,
Written in the end of 2011. In a state of lovely confusion.
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