This day has barely begun
I miss the yellow that dances in your eyes
salty smell of morning
your smile as you hold my hand
across the driver's seat as golden salmon sun behind us falls
We divide and conquer ourselves,
our strengths float like bubbles
in the bathtub of our weaknesses
Silver moon
We wake up and scream
ONLY LOVE
The phantom pain of an empty bed
permeates our senses
I am sitting on a plane
I am laying in our bed
I am listening to your voice
I am waiting by the turnstile
I am climbing up the mountain
I am walking through the forest
I am here where you are, with you,
love you.
6.9.13
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