Sunday, April 21, 2019

50. Lost in Her Translation


watch me
as I sink
deeper
and 
deeper
into the
vastness
of your eyes

eyes 
that
I haven't
found 
before 
yours

eyes
that
I may not
ever see 
again

but
still
let me
wash
away
in them
forever

because
your hands
can reach
into my past
my present
and the 
days
I've
yet to live

endless days
without
your breath
laying
softly
on my chest

infinite
like the
skyscrapers
lined up
away into
the horizon fog
a view of
a strange
kind of
paradise
we
dreamed
of sharing
together

now
I can see
we caught
each other
falling
into translations
in our lives

I thought
I saw an end
but
it wasn't so

we inspired
each other
to grow
and transcend
and I
would have
never wanted
to limit
you
in pursuing
your happiness

maybe we
couldn't have
found ourselves
if we didn't let go
and lost
a little control

I don't feel
blue
because
every time
I get
carried away
in these
thoughts 
of you

you
become
real
enough

and upon
reading this
I hope
you can
feel me too

always
there
by your side
watching
over you


1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

When I look at the sky, there's you, looking back. Smiling at me. I smile back, and fall asleep in peace.

Tuesday, April 23, 2019 at 12:05:00 PM GMT-4  

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