Thursday, February 23, 2017

Shorter than a straight line.

Shorter than a straight line.

I could draw a straight line
Between where you are and I reside
Ignore the turns and re-directions I need take
To be beside you
And every route I plot twists longer
Than the line taken by my heart
You are always closer.than my next breath
No further away than distance heart moves in each beat
In every direction and place you lie
A star guiding me above.and found under bare feet
You are the hands on the clock
And every moment and fraction of a second measured
None can see the you so close to me
And I cannot unsee or un-be tbe atoms of self
Marinated and indelibly stained with presence of you.

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