you and i,
created of the same material as earth,
brought together,
although formed forever apart,
have become one in mind,
just like our nature,
just as the sky as whole
with its multiples and multitudes of
separate,
distinct,
beautiful being.
and yet,
so insignificant.
this happens every day.
and never,
in some ways, too.
“It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.”
-Billy Collins, ‘Litany’
Of all the things I’ve seen before,
never any more standard,
(typical romance)
than yourself.
You describe yourself in many ways,
always telling us what you should be,
when you should be,
but never what you are.
Keep crying out what you wish to be
instead of just doing,
being,
or simply staying as you are.
we didn’t invite you here to hear
your excuses,
we like seeing you twirl your hair on your finger,
or hearing the inflection in your voice
at the end of sentences,
and the awareness of knowing little.
I assure you,
you’re beautiful the way you are
and I probably wouldn’t
want you here
if you were what you say you are.
And if I lost all hearing forever but one sound?
I’d take the sound of your chest, rising and falling in the sheets next to me,
Forever,
So calm.
I’d like to bury my head inside you,
Deep into your warmth.
Tunnel myself underneath your arms.
All while you slept,
I’d steal your dreams
And hope that you’d just shrug,
Lightly,
Then pull me closer and create
Some new world for the both of us to see.
I capsized in a sea of blankets,
drowned in sleep.
It seems a bit
Hazy, now, I admit-
Not confused-
Maybe lost,
The moment I first saw you,
But the first touch,
Not one bit.
However insignificant it might have
Been,
The dusting of your sleeve against my back as you brushed behind me;
Me,
So unaware,
Of the world stopping,
The sky falling,
The ocean crashing the shore and never rolling
Back again-
But I felt it, despite my continued
ignoring of it,
A rush.
Rush:
Surging blood throughout all of me.
And you, completely unaware that touch
Becomes more often.
Good evening :D
I wish every day could be as sunny as today.
you’re an undertow,
and you’ve carelessly swept me away.
Your intent, however sometimes unclear,
seems to not matter,
in the least.
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