My head is full
Of you.
Your voice is leaking out of my ears.
Your name colors every word from my tongue.
The smell of you lingers near my nose.
I can't stop seeing your face
Behind my eyelids
Each
Time
I
Blink.
My fingers itch to be in yours.
To keep them still I've written you a letter.
And I wrote it again.
And again.
On post-it notes.
On notebook paper.
On my heart.
I fear you
And the happiness you bring.
No single being should hold such power.
Because a word from you-
A retreating back,
A wave goodbye,
Could strike me down where I stand.
Sunday, June 1, 2014
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