I am a sigh breaking into you. I escape from you in the form of distant thoughts. But you tell me a different story. You confess your longing for my words.
I kiss you while you’re wrapped up in the blanket made of oceanic waves. Reflecting moonlight. Turning purple.
Let me know the depths of this geometrical pattern that we form as our bodies dance in half sleepy cuddles. I will undo the way universe has planned our lives.
I will touch you until
Is the only feeling you can remember.
In every life.
These nights I spend away make me feel like a restless tree caught in a restless wind, moving quite restlessly.