Convinced of my escape, I was brave, venturing out. Still, yes still. Fumbling through attempts to hide the weight of the air surrounding me with your presence. Words flowing, just hearing you is a blessing, counted. Night, and more words, drinks too. Among others, still, I see none but you. And more words. Then I hear it. That laugh could kill me. It will. Your mind, beautiful as the person wielding. I smile. I laugh. More than months have held for me, together. The flickering fire dancing across your face. Your warmth, your voice. If I could, I would have never left that moment. But even when I left, you were with me. And even tonight, hours between us, I long to hear that laugh, that smile. I would search the universe infinitely just to find the correct word to describe your beauty, but when you're around, a word will forever be shadowed by you, by your presence.
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