Swizzle Stick!
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My sideways horizon looks out toward the ocean
shined bright across crumpled, comfortable sheets of sun patched grass
their soft blades waving in the silent breeze
It's cool, here, underneath the shade of our tree
and I like it here, with you, in the quiet of knowing, finally, who I know I am
and want to be
who you bring out in me, what you make me
complete
calm
content with...us
Your hand on my back, I've found where I fit, perfectly
My cheek on your chest, I rise and fall with our want to break rules
My eyes open and close from what might have been to what is
And you'll never know how much I...
Or, I might let it slip, on purpose, just to be me
And I might ask for more, just to feel fulfilled
The others under the shade of their own groves nearby have no idea
The passerbys pass by every once in a while as if they were ghosts, searching for what we've found
And I hope you feel the same
I really do
I don't like to be alone, I don't like to hurt, or cry or stay awake at night
I don't like sharing and not getting
I don't like telling and not being listened to
I don't like asking and having to again
and again
I don't like kissing and not feeling as if I've lost something I might've found without
I can feel you sigh, I can hear you thinking
I think
And I don't know where to go from here, from underneath the shade of our tree
I close my eyes, listen to our shared silence and think of the words we'll write
strung together and beaded and shined like pearls
And I hope that's enough
I really do
Because the truth is
I love you
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