Brisk

air squeezed out my lungs

jitters flood though my veins

I don’t dare to look

I don’t dare to touch

that distance was too much

time not enough

 

 

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5. Farewell

 

Thank you for the glances.

It hurts to know they aren’t mine

to keep.

If only I had caught them earlier

perhaps

I would have held them

longer.

 

Thank you for the never moments.

The lit understanding.

 

Tonight I shall bid my farewell and hope

tomorrow you won’t be present.

4. Cotton Sheets

 

Here we are,

forever dwelling, thriving in imaginarium,

building a dream home in the sky,

amongst the clouds, between the cotton sheets,

between the warm snuggles and the pulsing skins,

between the crevices of the neck, the chin,

tucked in pass the wee hours,

chill warmed against the body,

trails of possibilities, pursuit of none.