I love.
You.
I cannot explain.
42 is as good an explanation
As any
I feel.
I feel you,
It makes perfect sense
Without any understanding
Beyond what I feel,
When I feel
You.
It makes me happy,
Between two tears,
Un-cried,
And two screams,
Muffled
By the breeze of your hair.
You,
Are in me.
And I want,
I want
You
In the light,
So you can see
Me
While I crush a blueberry
On your lips,
And you can ask
"Why?"
And I can reply
"Because I long for
The scent of your lips
On my blueberries"
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Pablo Cecil, sometime this century.
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Thursday, February 28, 2019
Blueberries
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