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
About the Creator
El Stults
Writing these waves. Create a ripple if they resonate!
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.