i know you a little
the way you smile
the way you sit
walk talk
i liked the way i felt
moving beside you
laughing with you
thinking of you
and now
we no longer talk laugh move
we no longer make any love
thoughts like circling doves
eying crumbs on the ground
could we meet
talk as we're on the feet
should we still try to feel
that inexplicable heartbeat
or take a step back
focus on daily steps
holidays work books
never mention the skin encounters
acting like an astronaut in space
longing for earth and all things safe
imprisoned in a dark universe
forget about all the things
i forgot to tell you
remembering the reason alone
why we still walk talk
i want to know you better
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