branches
stretching across the sky
what is it they reach for
the heavens
the warmth of the sun
or the the embrace of the moon
naked they are as they
scatter across the
soft blue unending mass
rooted deeply
they wonder
to their limits
stretched and beggin
for a simple touch
what is it they reach for
the heavens
the warmth of the sun
or the the embrace of the moon
naked they are as they
scatter across the
soft blue unending mass
rooted deeply
they wonder
to their limits
stretched and beggin
for a simple touch
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