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i find these stairs beside the walls of a home i built a little too strong and i take one foot beside another trying not to rush the way forward letting each step become whatever it is meant to become i caress this for …

i lie here between everything i said and everything i did between the words i gave away and the ones i kept somewhere beneath my tongue i take these moments to think of how we exist how two people can live inside the sa…

i touch your hands a warmth a coldness a desire i feel not for what you think but for the way your skin feels atop mine the softness of a moment that asks for nothing but somehow leaves everything behind and i bleed for…

i fade into how i feel and i feel everything while the air carries a type of softness i can only dream about the kind that moves through me before i know where it came from and leaves me wondering why some nights feel m…

into the night and your hands seem ever so soft and your arms tend to drift beside your waist and i watch you move from where i leave you like distance can happen before either of us notices like a body can remain close…

there are things that i believe in the end we speak of hot springs and ideas of where we leave each other and i find you here down by the spring where the water moves slowly and the air feels warmer than everything arou…

i find you in places where the light bends strangely between rooms between songs between the little parts of night that never learned how to become morning the desert moves differently when i think of this the air again…

i feel at times under the streets where we left the lights blur together and the song feels so soft where we moved on the tips of our toes i dim the switch the saturation and i feel it slipping by we wade in our sorrows…

to slide into these rocks where the granite feels almost too heavy to hold and i’m fighting a stone like a wall like something i’ve known once before i tango between these walls like borders keeping me still and i feel …

in the kept gardens of where i stand i hold your hand too softly almost afraid to feel you here and i stay beside this place among the flowers i leave behind the ones that grow in corners of where i still long to live t…