I don’t know what this is.
Clenched bliss in my fingertips
I have never heard your sing song
Voice, am I the one to make this choice,


The crossing of boundaries to this extent,
My lament has quietened since the first
Laugh, your curious bones stilled my hand
Though we cannot touch through words alone


I feel you with me, I’m not so alone, but I don’t
Know what this is, exciting, exhilarating, water
Brims and the scales are even, goodnight texts,
Good mornings breathed soundlessly through
Space and time, the beat is off, I feel I can fly





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