Feb 27

Here I am in your work space again
All in love and unable to say it...
there I was...
there..

Flowers accumulate, a simulacra
Your silhouette, then your profile
Sundrenched, then your etiquettes
Then my heart breaks as the hour ends
I fall down stairs in heavy steps
I fall in my chair from a sorrow 

In my chest
Collapsed in flowing tears drying
As they traverse my flora skin
Made it through the remainders
Of a fading day only to realize
I'm so in love, I'm so in love.

I'm glad I was near her, to breathe
And be where she moves, to feel
The light from her, to be in love
And sit next to someone
I was in love with, to watch
Her eat pizza, and hear a polite
Goodbye, it's not much,
But isn't this how
The world ends?