bumping into myself in all the wrong places
and I'm sitting here staring into the faceless glow of our quiet communion
muttering to myself and I search for the meanings I want you have
so that maybe you can help me feel this
wrong just right
just a strange bird scratching in the sand
my awkward song
of hungry sighs
and hopeless loads of Love
<3
ReplyDeleteMy heart responds so wholly to everything you write. Ages and ages of words, meanings, feelings.
Very many things I want you to have. You can boil them down to light and laughter.
Thank you for sharing your writing.
Oh, god, I want to eat you up, you're so full of lovely things and pictures and feelings and words.
ReplyDeleteI do hope you're happy, darling. That's all you need, in the end.
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