and there i go

i guess i am obsessed

with what’s not there

your fleeting shadows tell me so

they always do the vanishing act

but

once more, once more, i go

like a child at the circus show

wide-eyed at how the wind blows

 

the wind whispered one day

told me i really shouldn’t care

because you’re not really there

you are the wind

you come and go

 

don’t really know

i don’t really know

what lies

beyond the touch

the breath, and the heartbeat

its careless rhythm

 

drowsy

late mornings and the lukewarm sun

again you appear in my drunken dreams

i could have opened my eyes

and see the light, like they always say

but no,

once more, once more, i always go

like a child at the circus show

faltering at the thought of your glow

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