Space between us
The mere thought of you urges chatter
underneath my poised exterior. A feeling precedes your presence, carving me
deep in the essence, adding chromosomes to my cells, mutating my genes. Your scent
is down there, deep in my making, I safeguard you there. Like it or not, you’re already a part of me as you are, biological, intangible for others…
And this world starts to grow,
because of this, because of you. Space between us fits in a blink of an eye, so
I stand here, right beside you, where I can feel your warmth; where I can
touch, closer and closer to you. And I’m going to stay here, fearless and
intrepid as a descendant from a long vine of lovers. This source of things, an
omen to my existence which I represent with these eyes of blue and golden hair,
is a debt written the day I was born… and it belongs to you, only you.
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