Threshold...
The night air
builds a threshold
between us
my desire
and your absence
A distance
where we meet
builds a threshold
between us
my desire
and your absence
A distance
where we meet
within a thought...
The mind
inventing
from yearnings
I lay still
caressing heart
and throat
name spoken aloud
breaks the silence
The mind
inventing
from yearnings
I lay still
caressing heart
and throat
name spoken aloud
breaks the silence
gripping an image
of you...
of you...
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