milk and honey
stop me from leaving
the casdcades of your love
why does your beauty push me away
with waters fallen from high up
the undercurrents remind me of pain
i thought i was freed of
drown me instead in milk and honey
let me taste the sweetness of pain
i'm trapped in the richness of a copper penny
rusted away and lying in the river bed
a treasure for the young
tucked into a pocket at the call to be fed
a forgotten reminder of words misread
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