i like counting the times you blink
as you stare into the distance
-if not at me;
i fascinate myself with the way you breath and
share with me your inmost self
when our lips interlock
unintentionally; you and me
we are
so many things
i like to sneak into
you
every time i
press my ear against your chest to
listen to your life beat against mine
for a moment, i am you and you are me
your fingers tracing lines
curves?
.imperfections
on my body
you caress me like a
soundless lullaby
my organs spill with rhythm and
music
oh, lovely music
sans toi,
i am hopelessly doubting
fearing every choice i make when i
intertwine moments of mine with
yours
because one day, it will all be gone
gone?
you surprise me with
a hold of my hand to
ease away the frown from my face
i
like to feel your eyes linger on me
when i look away
and with you,
i feel just fine
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