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have you ever tasted a revelation?
pulled splinter from your eye?
i seemed to have lost my patience in my pocket,
along with your dead letters, and photographs.
so tired of counting stars alone,
lying with my hearing tuned to the rhythm of only one heart.
mine.
the space between my fingers is so dry and cold.
my lips, my words, seem so wasted.
i cant find you anymore.
to where do i run when its time to fold?
eyes wide to another glance of the moon,
out my window, in yours on time,
it will always be you and me.
but drifting back to the moments that defined us,
its not so sweet.
pulled splinter from your eye?
i seemed to have lost my patience in my pocket,
along with your dead letters, and photographs.
so tired of counting stars alone,
lying with my hearing tuned to the rhythm of only one heart.
mine.
the space between my fingers is so dry and cold.
my lips, my words, seem so wasted.
i cant find you anymore.
to where do i run when its time to fold?
eyes wide to another glance of the moon,
out my window, in yours on time,
it will always be you and me.
but drifting back to the moments that defined us,
its not so sweet.