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Dithering ways
Perpetual haze
Mind’s a-craze
Is this a faze?
The wind wrestles with my hair
And fills my cheeks with pink
The thickness of the day
surrenders to the coolness of the night
Fleeting hues of violet and yellow
set my heart on fire:
a promise of warmth.
The world is still,
But the fire goes out and the shadows flood in
Unveiling the deepest depths of darkness
The stars scream out:
The sun will rise again,
The sun will rise again.
We should get coffee unless you drink tea,
I'll still order coffee, two sugars, you'll see.
If we go get coffee and you order tea,
We'll sip on our silence
It'll taste bitter but sweet.
If you order tea, is it hot or cold?
Raspberry or lemon? Am I coming off too bold?
I'll always drink coffee, I'll never get tea.
I crave the sensation and steaming caffeine.
When I order coffee and you sip your tea,
We'll talk about music, do you like rock or indie?
We won't sit too close, but we won't be too far.
I'll wonder if you're like me and hate going to the bar.
We should get coffee even if you drink tea,
I'll know you got raspberry because you'll kiss me.
sunlight peeks through the curtains
stealing me from slumber.
my eyes open
dazed by the rays of a new day.
his body beside mine
near though oceans apart.
we swim away from the sun
through treacherous waters back to dawn.
dawn
where we are everything and anything except still.
still is the morning,
our rapid current at rest
pause
my mind slips away
thoughts of a perpetual dawn
where the morning never comes.

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