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Dec 2019
I love to love...
I yearn to love, to be in love.
My heart, a faint flap of a mute dove.
I listen to you and wonder at your touch.
I follow you, wondering....wondering so much.
So smart .... only having said little.
Always smiling, so noncommittal.
I talk, staring at the void rolling around in your eyes.
The story of us, spun from too many goodbyes.
My thoughts on life, your thoughts on cars.
Our paths criss cross on the diffrent parts
Of a flat so small and yet too big...
I meet you at the fridge, munching like a pig.
We walk through
Speckles of dust that dance in flat rays...
I love you all the way to the bottom of the driveway.
You peck my cheek, caress the car, fly away.
The cat breaks the silence, yawnig at the moon.
I sit stunned, wondering why I love a buffoon.
We need each other, in order to be seen.
Welded together, some see you and some see me.
A union complete, a match made to beat.
Both bored and too lazy to cheat.
United in friendship, each for the other, a mate.
Not unseprable lovers, but friends that love to mate.
Written by
Ana Coman
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