learning2loveu
always so defensive
so sensitive
so unprepared for your next move
your mouth
and the absence
of light
in that caved in prose
both are slowly shifting me into different directions
want to learn to be one
difficult when i don't understand you
you don't understand me
and how i think
prick my fingers on a needle hay stack
leaving myself a trail to follow
in the morning
wake up next to you
with my mouth open
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