Loveless Existence Takes Over
by Mari. at/on 9:05 AM
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My head becomes the earth on its axis: spinning....spinning...spinning...
when you are within my range-close enough to smell the texture of your hair....
to feel the scent of your clothes.
I am a friend of the ones who brought you to me.
They are forever in my heart.
My eyes become binoculars in anticipation of seeing everything you say.
Everything you do.
Everything you mean to say.
Everything you mean to do.
I want to know.
My hand suffers from a terrible hunger for yours.
My eyes experience great thrist for yours.
The only things that temporarily satisfy those needs are my blue-sky,
fluffy cloud fantasies.
Without even those, everything is a moon-less dreary, painful existence.
Will you?
You and me?
Be with you?
Mine and yours?
You never know until you try.
My lonely fears is why I cry.
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aw :(
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