#46
Those words
always just a stretch,
always out of reach,
the ones i have
are too faulted
too used
to attempt to describe you,
to try to articulate
my feelings for you,
i'm lost,
in you,
without you.
You
are indescribable.
#47
Somethings i save
for someone special,
for someday,
i hope not too far off in the future,
i hope with you,
where we can relish
the moment together,
wherever you are today,
i hope you’re doing
the same, for me too.
#48
There,
quiet in the darkness,
our fingers stitched
above the sheets,
dreaming with you.
#49
The hours of brush strokes,
of doubt, of ache,
of wait,
for us to waltz
under cold fluorescents
judging your vision
against the price of admission
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