Blanket me with that sky and tuck me in tight. Pull up those...



Blanket me with that sky and tuck me in tight. Pull up those clouds to the bottom of my chin and press down the grass around my arms. Kiss the top of my forehead and whisper goodnight. I will meet you there. There across the gap between us.

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Published on April 25, 2014 06:41
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