Homesick
It was the way you laughed at me,
That first night we met,
Your lightning eyes piercing mine,
Softening the blow with every gentle word that tumbled effortlessly out of your mouth.
You were beautiful.
And for the first time,
I felt homesick.
For a love I had not yet known,
I felt unacclimatized,
Gasping for air that no longer danced Into my lungs,
Enjoying every oxygen deprived moment.
In the hopes that your eyes would Find their way home to mine.
And that perhaps maybe,
I'd be lucky enough
To wake up next to you,
Just once,
while we share this planet.
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