I barely get to familiarize
my lips, teeth, soft palette worked their way through
as I made effort to pronounce your name
one single syllable, maybe two
you sent me to the moon
my intentions was to reciprocate
I read your colour, your portrayal, identity
innate and the acquired
details I once recovered and worship, I grasped
bittersweet
"not going to let you in"
and you're not going to run away
you apologized on your morning breath
we're all of the same mechanics
I like it when we bubbled up in this space
nothing cuts through like a blade
this mysterious land of blue
we found each other
like how we found our pasts
perhaps that kiss
indicates a touch of tender
perhaps, all that a of thought - an act
we strive to make exist
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