This need to write wells up, but to what avail? This distance keeps us apart or is distance a convenience of the heart?
I’d be there tomorrow, but how far can I push before you run away? I don’t know.
I’m certain only of my self and don’t know what goes on when my eyes close. When you are alone with your thoughts. When I would be holding you.
hold
Sitting alone, watching the sunset
Let me wrap you in my embrace
Tell me what you think/want/hope
I’ll show you my flaws and hope you don’t run
Show me your scars
I’ll kiss every one.
Like strangers or just strange
Foreigners even to our selves
Let us travel
And discover each other
We are not bound by convention
Why proceed conventionally
Break with our mundane reality
Let us know each other and be reborn
Or forego the metaphysics
and kiss me
Share this:
Butterfly
cut off from the world
In your cocoon of blankets
Snuggled down against the noise
I’ll crawl in beside you and hold you
Or
Touch the back of your neck and say, “I’m here,
Always”
Pelgris 