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Nov 2010
Your careful eyes hardly looking,
avoiding me, I believe.
I see you here, even still
they disappear...
but I really don't see you leaving.

I can feel your hands and arms warm around me
hours after you leave.
I lay there for hours and hours,
it'll be hours 'til I can sleep.
Rewind to keep you here,
I think I missed a scene.

Your careful eyes hardly looking,
avoiding me, I believe.
I kiss you and they stay still.
opening to reflections of yours and mine.

I count them when you're here with me.
the hours we spend in silence, the hours we've spent kissing.
A trance for thought, a loss for words, they blink...
Nothing to think and nothing to speak,
closed eyes now, there's nothing to see...
Our tongues entwined for the evening.

Time flies, but it doesn't mean anything,
I take my watch off to hold you closer,
even closer to me, you'll wear my ring.

Opened, closed again,
closer.
Credits rolling, the end,
closure.

By the time they open again, we lay still, only breathing.
I think we are hours past this movie, but I really hope you aren't leaving.
I couldn't ask for anything better to dream of...
when I'm next to you, smiling, soundly sleeping.

I wish you could read my mind,
but I'm not so sure you can't.
There's nothing really in this town,
I'll use that as a quiet place with you though.

Or a place for me to miss you,
miss your lips when they leave .
But your flavor slipped onto my mouth too,
so before I see you again,
in anticipation, I can bite my lip.
In a souvenir, I can taste you.

I want to be a testimonial
to your testament of love.
For now
in this town.

We are hours into some movie, we are slowly losing pattern.
My words are hopeful and your eyes are daunting, bearing every ring of Saturn.
We're in our own space, and any exit would be a fork in the road, a wrong turn.
Kyle Matthew Berry
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