Sometimes It Doesnt End
Sometimes it doesn’t end,
Like dreaming in a coma.
It goes on and on
As if pursuing infinitude.
She speaks as if she fears the silence
Unable to put to put her lips to silence
Spewing sweetness and profanity
The loudness of her killing me silently,
Inside screaming for relief…
Yes, sometimes it doesn’t end
Like a movie where the credits never roll
It goes on and on
Watching her through the window.
Knowing so little
Knowing nothing,
Yet knowing all I need
That I am in love, besotted
Smitten…
Taken by that which stands before me
In love with a dream,
But in love
loving her
my mirage
knowing I can look but never touch
run but never reach
and the two meters between us
turns into a vast sea of infinitude
and sometimes it goes on and on
like a waterfall crashing into my heart
it goes on and on.
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