Missing you..

Shift, dream, drip, cane sugar like syrup runs down my body. Sweet, wet, night and it’s wonder, it’s light burn out of sight. Taken, making with what words can not say, love, placed inside, rolling shadows, whispering sweet nothingness into the sky of blue. Finding joy, then sadness, for I miss the things that ware mine and the things that ware (you). I miss the things I can no longer see nor touch, I miss to no end the eyes I will never see again.

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