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On the Banks

Go with the Flow

By El StultsPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Sitting with so little between us

We don't know each other

Any more than the river

Knows the shore

It's always passing by

Why don't you open up a little bit

Why don't I sink my fingers into your flesh

Hold on for dear life

Would it hurt too much

Would the pain make us realize

Being alone isn't so lonely

Instead you just hold me

Hold me at a distance

As if you can't listen

To the synchronizing rhythm

Of our hearts

We were meant to fall apart

Meant for more

Than we can give each other

Every kiss smothering something

We are supposed to deal with

I don't want to miss you

But even less want to miss out

On what is outside

These confining knots

It's not that I'm running from you

I'm running to the horizon

To find out who I am

To meet myself again

sad poetry
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El Stults

Writing these waves. Create a ripple if they resonate!

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