Longing..

Skin of sand

Blown about

Reaching hand

Full of doubt

Thinking errant

Stay with me

Peeling, transparent

Want to flee

Need your arms

Invisibility cloak

Safe from harm

The mirrors and smoke

Your voice, I crave

My metronome

Your pulse my nave

My haven, my home 

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