It's a high wire act, this
... I don't know what to call it
naming is a dangerous game to play
the weight of words
might just knock us off the line
Before you arrive, I'm writing farewells
I breathe in the air of August thunderstorms
every second you're here
missing you even as we speak
and I'm sad to say
when you walk away
a sigh of relief escapes
I'm alive when you're with me
living like dynamite
all ruins between the brilliance
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