Monday, June 27, 2016

this life.

I want to touch you
and feel the scars
on your wrinkled skin,
but you're not here,
and so I touch myself;
I want to look into
your wonder-filled eyes,
the way they moved
with your thoughts,
but you're not here,
and so I look into my own;
I want to watch your smile
light up your face
and the world,
but you're not here,
and so I watch my own;
I want to lean against you
resting my tired head
upon your large chest,
in a timeless hug,
but you're not here,
and so I hug myself;
I want to hear your voice
slide across the distance
and into every cell
in my body,
but you're not here,
and so I listen to myself;
I want to feel you
come alive once again,
and live all those
unlived moments with me,
but you're not here,
and so I live
and love
this life.

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