SEARCH AND RESCUE

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If only you knew the way your visage has moved into every bright and reclusive spot of my mind

Would you chase down the piece of your soul that lingers in me?

Would I be able to convince you to draw out what was always yours

If I promised against your honeysuckle lips that if you dared reach far enough inside me,

you could find that small piece of yourself and take it back

Anything to feel the way you might touch me

If only you knew you had something to gain



Gemma Roberts