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I see you when I least expect it and when i doubt you then you appear and always in my doubt I look you away but as you sweep across my view I see your eyes seeing mine and I really can't wonder enough to satisfy a smile when you bend one and I can think- maybe it's for me- and i feel senseless homeless graceless i feel when the air blows off of you and i oh... in my mind i think maybe it blows to me spin within me blue silk scarf spread hand to hand above your head and i oh... i think of you as a waterfall do you, oh, do you feel the reach beyond your hands where they touch the sliding dreams where they kiss the edge of sleep? whisper, like hollow birds in crystal garments where the light breaks and fades but the moon remains full with the heaviest dreams © 2008, h e a t h . h o u s t o n |