Because you seep into me
Groundwater, between all the particles
That compose me
Because of the vacuum of Wanting and
The gravity of Hoping
It takes a little time
Forgive me
For reality to seep back in
To stay very still and meditate on
What This is and is not
I know your words like verse
Your smell stays with me
I’ve learned the minutiae of you:
Eyelashes, pores, line of jaw
Flash of smile
Clockwork circus highwaymen
Performing leaping surprise hellos
Taking all my composure
Sit it out
Sit it out
Wait for the days to dilute you
-http://thanksforstanding.tumblr.com
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