some more.

Love.
why is it that all my writings start with this four-letter word?
Is this pattern telling me something?
Is it telling you something about me?
Or is it just my mind playing games again?
Do you think it’s got something to do with you being a part of it?
Do you think it’s got something to do with me not being a part of it at the same time?

I woke up from a dream the other day,
hearing hush whispers, feeling the breezy autumn air through the open windows
you still not there.. must have been 4 AM,
choking on my own tears, don’t remember really if they were of joy or fear.
I am here & you’re somewhere I’m not aware…

Beneath the sheets, I muttered to thyself…

Love me some more before you go, hold me close before you take the last leap
Play with my fingers while we hold hands, let them dance through as they touch my spine. Jitters follow right after when they’ve managed to come closer to the neck, making me blush.
Kiss me now, will you just. Let me taste you one more time before we say our goodbye vows
Don’t know how long it’s going to last, but just stay awhile, just.

Love me some more before you go, hold me close before you take the last leap
For I don’t know what my body will feel when another touches it who’s not gonna be you..
Feel it one last time, the magic of the four-letter word in our eyes.
Before you warm me up & leave me behind, look at me one last time.
That’s how I’ll remember us laughing & crying, dancing & eating all at the same time.

Oh, my love, the dream doesn’t end here but we must.
Wondering still if the tears are of joy or fear.
All I know, that I just want you to
Love me some more before you go, hold me close before you take the last leap to eternity & beyond.

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