If I recall correctly
the painted skies
weren’t so complicated
to explain to my love.
Doubt thou the stars are fire
Doubt the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar,
but never doubt I love.
I swear I swore
when I whispered
those exact words
deeply into her ear.
Ms. Bell,
the temperature code
craves inside of me,
just tell me something
in that hungry wanting voice.
I truly doubt
the darkness is all silent,
I wonder if,
my worshipping soul
is enough
to break this quiet.
I am wanting to fall
down on broken knees
so I can’t look away
because
you’ve been my curse and cure.
Me and my tortured mind
I keep waking at this hour
looking for a sign.
The dream we were in
5 minutes ago
was
we were sailing
in the super warm waters
enjoying our
sun-kissed shoulders.
Love comes in bundles
tied tightly of course
I’m hungry
everything is closed,
it’s unfortunate
I know of thousand things
I can clearly taste.
If you promise
to throw me a line
come tomorrow
we’ll go to lunch
and I’ll whisper again
telling you
you shouldn’t doubt
I’ll remind you
and only you
to simply love.
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