POETRY
I Will Run
The Determination of Movement of Matter

I will run
into and through
the bubbling
and burning
Sun —
I will run.
I will run
until the Moon
falls from
the sky
and I will run
until my eyes
are no longer
mine and I
will run until…
I will run
into and through
the bubbling
and burning
Sun —
I will run.
I will run
until the Moon
falls from
the sky
and I will run
until my eyes
are no longer
mine and I
will run until…
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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.