you are so beautiful; that's why the stars race to your eyes
your smile; "Can I stay a while?"
my insides cried as the skies rumble
clouds restless; dark and grey
crying with me, "I'll stay."
as do they feel love longing for your touch
a stretch of innocence should cost as much
teardrops rust the clouds, the skies, the storm
a vantage from a far as I look on
thoughts continue to follow you home
"Have a seat? Maybe something to drink?"
I sink into the comfort of lies; fiction begins to pretend
but why
skies relate the same to me
I'm not alone
Firmament's not alone
So delicate are emotions turn stone
her footsteps are now faint
she turns the corner, "Wait!" I say aloud silently
Thoughts of doubt ravage violently
I finish my order and walk away
"Here's your sandwich, sir. Is something wrong?"
"Nah." aloud. "Yes!" so soft.
His cough woke me as I walked
looking up to my friends clapping loud,
spitting fire partially down with deafing sounds
"Can you stay awhile?"
Their reply
"We can stay?"
Who, her?
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