Words wake me up, they pull me by the eyelids and drag me by the fingers that have already become impatient to pencil you down. The scent of these papers, longing to be inhaled, seducingly invite me. I come. Much obliged, much tempted...how can I resist what's more ecstatic than all recent dreams combined.
You are now with me, while I am not with you.
Repercussions of that chuckling stare - my last moment with you - penetrate me. A pure manifestation of that child in you, embodied in a smile I am yet to understand but have grown fond of. I felt something unprecedented as I made my farewell with that version of you - I'll never see it again.
And there I dwell on chronicles of a fraction of a second. Will I be armed with the readiness I need to meet you anew? I am stuck with the child; he's filled you with a kind of warmth, much contagious. It is my company tonight - as your gaze will remain mine - until you envelop me with another one.
And the further I feel you, the more I realize...we are an illness and these words are its parading symptoms.
You are now with me, while I am not with you.
Repercussions of that chuckling stare - my last moment with you - penetrate me. A pure manifestation of that child in you, embodied in a smile I am yet to understand but have grown fond of. I felt something unprecedented as I made my farewell with that version of you - I'll never see it again.
And there I dwell on chronicles of a fraction of a second. Will I be armed with the readiness I need to meet you anew? I am stuck with the child; he's filled you with a kind of warmth, much contagious. It is my company tonight - as your gaze will remain mine - until you envelop me with another one.
And the further I feel you, the more I realize...we are an illness and these words are its parading symptoms.
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