Always you captivate me;
always you leave me wanting to ask you
what you meant, and
why your heart bleeds so strongly
when mine can be slashed open and not spill a drop.
Always I stare at my blank sheet,
always thinking about so many words
that can perfectly explain you,
always scribbling my fury when the words leave me.
Always I watch you,
from near and a f a r,
always with the same awe for how your lips form words
that your mind doesn't even know are coming yet.
Always they surround you,
swarming like moths-
no, like hungry bees to the most sensual, delicious flower
in the garden of Eden.
Always I read poems you write,
always love poems describing their perfection,
always mentioning their beautiful eyes that stare from a f a r.
Always I love how you write a f a r.
((sometimes))
I think maybe the one you mention is me.
but
Always I know we are just dreamers,
always attempting to live out our greatest fantasy
if only in a moment's blissful thought.
Always I will remember you,
always you will remember me,
always we will be together,
in suspended harmony,
because always we have our poetry.
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