there were little things and
i remember lips softly across fingers
hands that wanted to tremble from
close, you were there, breathing
places, i was undone and.. mended.. whole?
i thought i should whisper, light sets,
soft, like on moon beams prayer
tiny pieces of doubt fell from my eyes
though, i could not meet your glance
i felt so awkwardly comfortable in
presence, yours, slipped away past fear
want..
hold, smell, touch, taste and
i can still feel you
i would not, thought: to be lost.. in you
my words melt away in light of
existence.. yours (truly),
heart.
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