today brought you back
like it's not up to me
i have no fury
i may stand in vain
i may forget to breathe
still
my rampant imagination runs wild
can't see what's before me
my feet never feel the pavement
getting carried away
my heart beats fast
i give myself again
distance leaves me disenchanted
but i hold on
even if you hold back
the pieces that remain rest on top of my shallow skin
these feelings make me impatient
only one heart to comprehend the extensiveness of my hand
reaching desperately for the delicate things
my heart navigates
with hope of understanding
with healthy disbelief
and a feverish curiosity
i am still here
no weapons to fight it
no reason to hide it
patient words
move me like a slow dance
-B
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