days until
window smears the world outside,
no matter if we're in here together.
it's
simple, giving in to simple things.
a line of toy soldiers hidden behind a wall,
guess again.
chocolate cups and crumbly cakes,
mirrors where nobody's watching.
murals of the city on the bathroom wall.
infinite light bouncing back and forth,
like your eyes to mine to yours.
a little bit of rain doesn't scare us,
and there's a cat on the corner that we see sometimes.
it's become a ritual now, looking for it.
how many more rituals will we have?
i think infinite stretch - the mind goes on forever.
arms reaching so far around, springing back.
the lids of your eyes when you look at me.
simple, giving in to simple things.
makes me wonder how many days until i mess it up
or
how many days until i see you again?
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