If I ever needed to know anything worth knowing
Tonight would be that night
If I wanted to remember what your voice sounds like …
Would you whisper down the line?
Into my ear
Would you make intentions clear?
Would you tell me
I’m
Not crazy
For wanting you
Even after each passed by year?
Would you touch my Sure skin real
Would you contemplate
And then perhaps
Communicate
What you feel?
Or am I still
So fucking clueless
Goddamn useless
Made of madness
You’re my moon
My lake
My sadness.
And I’m ok
With what I say
In these lines
That make pain
Go and stay
I smile quietly
Because safety is in
The warm peace
I feel
My Trembling chest
When I steal
A moment
To think
Of a smile
That got away
(One desert day.)
And I’m here
Are you?
And I’m back
And it’s ok
Perhaps I never
Went
Away.
Charity

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