one that you don't hear of
as I wait
it started to sink in
a sense of familiarization
as I wait
and I checked
fumbled simple, repetitive actions
book down cell up pivot waist to the side
cell down food munched get Oxford out of the bag
overpowered by distraction
my actions make no sense if I know not my purpose
I am here because
I am going to see you
that image I've processed over and over again
in the dark room
now I think we have to change the setting
just a tad closer, maybe
did I tell you that your presence is much adored?
oh, yes I did
we can play ourselves as children
a release of our inner child
to run free, run wild and to explore to two's content
like how it would be if we met as kids
when smiles show it all, you see
I cupped a ball of gratitude in my hands
I wish you could see
lose our guards, maybe
we'll catch ourselves there
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