Oh love

If I can still call you that

I don’t know where we parted

all that’s left is guesses

which I think you know

you want now to read with me

be with me-like you always did

but now

its a holding on to what I once gave

freely

left behind in those moments

that cannot be captured again

as words

pictures

painted by lovers

on seashore sands

from ocean blunted sticks

pebbles blown in volcanoes

shells frothed over time.

I gave easily as I could

though moment becomes lost

in each second

direction is fought for

my madness

stays on

babble in your ears

as we lay together

wanting to find you

hold you

maybe be you for a while

while I slipped away

somewhere around daybreak

from

your need to understand

place

mine

surface

to be seen

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