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Apr 2014
I would
give
just so much for
this.

This simple motion,
what is this now?

Not love surely,
nothing close to that.

For how is that
word
even used in one's
vocabulary?

Shrinking under the weight of your
stares,
It is my only choice.

I can feel you
across the
universe
and I used
to just let it be.

But
I have waited
and
now your eyes have gone missing.

I used to live there
in those magical,
mesmerizing
sea arson eyes.

For the fire burns the waves
that your water eyes possess.

But too faded now.

I used to let it be
until today
when
it ceased to be actually
okay.

What are these walls?

Not cement,
for all I do,
is one simple touch,
causing that downfall.

Collapsing, caving,
you're exposed now.

I see you, Naomi.
#me
Naomi Erin
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Naomi Erin  Texas
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