04 September 2009

Thursday 10:44 PM

i reminisce about the day when we
first talked and it seems like a dream
somebody pinch me is this real
i catch myself looking to see if you are there
i feast my eyes on our conversation
reveling in the good feelings i felt
caressing each word savoring as
one savors a good meal and
i daydream
i catch myself checking my iPhone
for a hint of you like
one returns to the orchard to smell the blossoms perfume or
to pick the perfect piece of fruit
i was less of a man until that day
i was going through the motions
in my colorless world but
now i know what color the sky and the stars and the moon are
because they seem closer
because of you


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