Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Longing

I don't want it to hurt;
I want it to be beautiful.
I want the cool cheeks
of our calm autumn nights,
"I love yous" in the rustling
of newly fallen leaves,
secrets whispered 
through the trustworthy breeze,
and that way the moon looks at me -
like the longing lover lost.

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"And anyway I just wanted to show you some happiness. I wanted to show you the stars. I want to show you the stars. And we go." Aerogramme In Gratitude