hearing every word
committing it to memory
like there could be a quiz
asking the right questions
delving into my depths
this is just the beginning
of a very long playing song
you text me pictures of flowers
saying they look like me
a photo of the sunset
the moon rising
on our horizon
you're giving me the rush
the best I've ever seen
and this time I'm not running
his time I believe
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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