there were little things and 
i remember lips softly across fingers
hands that wanted to tremble from
close, you were there, breathing

           places, i was undone and.. mended.. whole?

i thought i should whisper, light sets, 
       soft, like on moon beams prayer  

tiny pieces of doubt fell from my eyes
though, i could not meet your glance
i felt so awkwardly comfortable in 
presence, yours, slipped away past fear

                  hold, smell, touch, taste and
                  i can still feel you

  i would not, thought: to be lost.. in you

my words melt away in light of
existence.. yours (truly),


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