Meet me at the horizon
Or sleep deprived sunsets
Where the tiresome day yawns
At words that stop and stare without speaking
Stop by and watch together
With half drooping eye
That will wake up only past a nap
And well after twilight
Untangle our arms and feet
And pull them free of the unintentional embrace
That will stay like memories of some far away heaven
The search has ended
We are home
Here and for now on
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PoetryIn life, I am someone who afraid of talking to people right then and there. They scare me because I don't know how they will react with what I will say. Yet writing them down on a computer is easier because i don't have to look at their reaction to...
