This Detachment
I’ve practiced, this detachment
this try and play and give and take
of feelings that stay
you pulled me through the doorway
calling me to temptation and wants
when one day more is all there is
no more waits, when magic is today
even when you are there
and the man at the fruit stand puts the menu in my hand
ill be back tomorrow
thank you my friend
Namaste
this happiness, this love, why am I here?
there’s too much…
But you, it is so simple
smiles and winks, a handstand by the sea
the one I dreamt of in a dream
when love is in my hand
the rest flows into hearts
I said, All I need are your eyes and lips..
teeth and mouth
They were the first I saw
the last thing I remember
they took me away, and I’m still buzzing
like the scooter on my last day…take flight
wind between our hair, fingers on hips
I feel whole, you said.
and when our lips dance.
I feel empty,
with space for nothing,
but you.
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