Saturday, 19 December 2015

Half the same way

every time I seee you I need some
of that medical attention
my heart stops beating for the moment
and in Zen I carry on without beating
a beat
then I come back again
and your the first thing I see
and it starts all over again

there must be some way we can communicate
without me seeing you at all
like in the dark with no lights
in a room full of barrier
and kick boxing
gloves to prevent
dangerous contact

so I can breath once and while
cause you on this earth
will forever give me shortness
of breath
and gasps of astomishment
every day I wake up kowing
you feel half the same way
or more

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