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Click hereexcuse me,
it’s just that...
I love you
with every shard
of my heart
we match
we are expats
of the same tattered cloth
it’s just that...
I know you
in the streets and alleys
of my mind
chasing dreams
walking narrow paths
eyes on the moon
it’s just that...
I feel you
in the private breaths
of my passion
inhaling, spurring
thrills underneath
the stoic surface
it’s just that...
I want you
with every turn
of my day
your every shard
your streets and alleys
your private breaths
excuse me,
it’s just that...
I love you
with every word
and every line
excuse me
but I don’t believe
we’ve met
We stumble and fall on our ways
heads up in the far skies
seeking inspiration
but now and then
love is
like a stone
underneath your shoe
or the soon-to-be-no-stranger
waiting right around the next corner
Thanks for sharing, Zan, a great one