Evanescent Adjacency
Sometimes,
these nights are so cold,
even when the heat's scortched and
my blankets thick
I can't help but dream of your warmth;
the angel that resides in me
when you're long gone.
On nights like these,
I'll gladly take any piece of you.
Chaotic is my life,
when you're not there to share the seonds,
passing ever so slowly.
And when the curtains are drawn,
I can see your silhouette pressed against my sheets;
as my fingers grow nearer, your shadow
grows colder, only to disappear when I try
and take a piece of you.
These moments, so fragile;
between dawn and its creators
as the stars disappear,
only to come to life in your eyes.
But as the light illuminates us,
we must return to our celestial state
taking a piece of you with me.
Our desires shaped
and understood within our depths.
As much as we long for our solid selves,
it's hardly ever there
Reality: evanescent like our hearts
one day to be reunited once more,
but for now, we have to love each other as ghosts.
So simple it seems,
but I feel your aching through the miles.
No need to worry,
you have the key to my heart.
Artificial are our understandings
of this distance between compassion as
our bodies long for eachother
in an innocent fashion.
But for now, we have to love eachother as ghosts
and I know sometime's that's not nearly enough
but remember always,
you have the key to my heart.
With this, you can have any piece of me.
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Submission Name: Evanescent Adjacency
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