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view from my terrace,with you...
On the terrace
we hold each other’s hand.
You’re deep blue eyes glittering in the moonlight,
the stars gleaming in the inky sky,
the fireflies in motion form our names.
The day of 10 April,
We cuddle and read a book together
my silky hair brush on your check
moonlight kisses your honey skin
and then your pearly soft lips gently rub against mine.
tttimeee
I love it when my wristwatch dial has 86400 seconds to tick.
It has been ages since I had 86400 seconds for me.
Sometimes I love it when the sun and moon rise with my permission.
I love it when my hourglass has 518,400 sand grains on the top.
footnote
Word count 49
Date completed 15 May 2020
This is math. 1 day = 86400 seconds and an hourglass takes 6 sand grains per second so for a day it takes 518,400 sand grains.
All I mean by this piece is I want some free time for myself. I feel days and nights are too short.
forgotten clusters of us
and as we laid in the green grass
I whispered into your ear, stroking your arm gently
[ always remember... please
I have no doubts about what we have
my struggles come only from s h a t t e r e d veins ]
( tired and damaged over the years )
you jerked at those words, almost swimming in electricity , body lifting abruptly
as if the whole world
was tumbling down your shoulders
arms tightly wrapped around your knees
time froze, there was nothing
just heavy notions that spoke from your soul to my open core
and then you looked at me , dark eyes mixing with the bright stars above your head
your expression sad but eyes blazing , consuming my insides as you spoke
[ I’m build the same way as you... can’t you see ? ]
something shifted into place, something exhaled slowly
and I heard us then... our tones whispering shyly of magnificence
stealing the breath in my lungs
that already belonged to you
for centuries I moved within your sphere
and that night, gazing at the calm raging fires centered in your being
knowing I would not sleep
knowing I would never sleep again
I moved up slowly by your side, leaning in
lips pressing against the exposed skin of your back , arms surrounding you with care
blending into something
that I could not touch with my mind
[ we share our fears, hopes and lost breaths
our hearts beating with the same
f r a c t u r e d drums ]
your face turned to me at that moment
voice just a fragile hush between moonless nights
that you had to go through alone . finally feeling the glow under your skin
colliding stars that spoke of us
[ so different, and yet so alike ]
the tenderness that filled me then . never stopped humming in my blood
months passed, years, endless lifetimes
and I was still with you at this moment , in that sweet surrender
that barely defined bliss
when you hold my soul in your hands
.