While pouringtruth
The past disappeared
But still
my-words-drip-in-red
a.l.c
While pouringtruth
The past disappeared
But still
my-words-drip-in-red
a.l.c
Cloudy thoughts blur truth,
Reality covered by
Old dusty goggles.
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I beg to be understood,
To feel the comfort of compassion,
To tune us into unison.
I cry to be seen,
To feel my heart meet my eyes,
To hear your beats match mine.
I explain myself like reaching out,
To feel us hold hands,
To surrender our souls,
Infinite embrace.
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I think my mind writes to you
In love letters,
The kind no one reads
Out loud.
I feel my skin
Still tell you
Secrets,
Like it did
When we first met.
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Leave me alone here,
With my silence, my best friend,
As we think loudly.
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You read me like a magazine,
Taking in pictures before articles,
Judging me by my cover.
You write my biography
Without ever reading my story.
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Thoughts drip like rain upon a river,
Dropping words like fog and mist.
Water flows between and over stone,
Leaving a wet and forceful kiss.
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