registration of an act in the mind
the matters of the most trivial
since when have I lost the ability -
no
since when have I pick up the ability
of feeling such simple feelings
you make me weak on my knees
I have zero immunity on you being you
you sent me a picture
you sent me a thought
so I can keep it in my pocket
so you can make me smile
I did it
an act that I would never fathom
even with that presence I would still hide
because your eyes speak of that one language
I'm smitten
I'm all yours
you have no idea
how dear you are to me
in the case where time and space
has to stand in between
the universe of our souls
and always
I feel like travelling ahead of time
just to touch you
just to see you
just to hear you
just to smell you
to taste you
my love
now, this space
this experience is butter
this lifetime would be our butter knife
the touch would be what I'm feeling now
smooth
and you
you are my good fat,
saturated
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
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