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A crest, a peak, body learns to speak A flower at the foot of the entry A peak, a crest, body comes to rest A flower at the foot of the entry I’ve been told, seem so solitary From the day we met, I haven’t seen it yet Would you embrace a loiter by the interchange I regret I haven’t seen it yet Just as the last sun falls through the leaves Does the warm honey flow from your body Just as we speak to gratitude’s weight Does the Earth rise up to our bodies The thought plucks me from the vine Suggests, (so come for) distracts me as it handles me Now wait, (I can’t wait) I want to be there, I want to be there Please let me be right there From Letras Mania