Monochrome identities
Frozen in motion
Intoxicated
I freeze
In my infatuation
You’re spotted
They all sit down
You stand out
Glowing
I follow you
With my eyes
Unknowing
My eyes look askance
In attempt
To construe
The magnitude
Of elation
I get from you
Pull you towards me
Breaths distance away
Breathless
My words are skipping
On a hidden rope
As they confess
I’m captivated
Much fascinated
By you
I wish to be
The solo orbit
That leads to you.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
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I wish you could hear me say
that i miss you and your sway.
I had the chance to love you,
but i dreamed and missed love too.
Hoping you will hear me,
I wander aimlessly.
Like a planet,
Searching for your orbit.
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