beat
sunday morning, 600AM
straight out of your dreamlike existence
here you are again
filling my head with unmentionable thoughts
scratching my back
with your passionate words
your long fingers
counting out the reasons
why love needs
to seek love
to feel love
I see you
I feel you
but, still I want to breathe you
many lives go unchanged
in part, because of needs
but change is the only
certain thing
after all
we live
miles away
but there are
only inches
between our hearts
and I have my ear
on your chest
listening intently..
I don’t want
to miss
a single beat…
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