Come here to me,
let me explain the world:
the way these rocks
squished together like words
in a good poem.
I want to tell you how
it all works,
I want to look into your eyes
I want to read your curiosity,
and feel your heavy sighs.

And you say that you’ve been
hurt before by someone running fast.
Well I’m a runner baby, but
I hope you won’t leave me in the past.

I’m dying to tell you how
the world works,
or how I see it anyway.
I can’t promise that it’s right,
but oh,
it’s all I’ve got to say.

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