Drinking from straws.

I want to write about you,

Until the end of time

I want to speak of your eyes and your smile

In prose and in rhyme

I want to expose my inner sanctum

And let you indulge in my life’s pantomime

Most of all, it’s your company I yearn for,

So much so, You might even consider it a crime.

 

So much to learn about pain and suffering,

But you divulge only little, like a youtube video buffering.

Traces of your smile line the tone of your voice,

Many other things I can do, but one listen and I have no other choice.

 

When we do not speak, I hear you,

When we do not look, I see you,

You call it cheap flattery but it is actually true,

You are not just some ever growing memory,

But an infatuating and intriguing reverie. 

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6 comments on “Drinking from straws.

  1. DG says:

    “But you divulge only little, like a youtube video buffering.”

    Love it!

  2. Erika says:

    I am in love with this one. Clever and beautiful.

  3. Poppy says:

    I don’t think it’s a crime 😉

  4. Ana says:

    Reminds me of an Enya song

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