Nightime Thoughts

And I don’t understand what you see
Sometimes your kisses are firm and there are days where you turn away
Your eyes speak to space, shifting away from my face
And when you leave, I wonder
Yet for some reason  guessing is left out of option
Ineffable moments come frequently with you without verbal expression
To stay, sometimes I feel so unworthy of what we share
You don’t tell me what you love, but you assure me with delay with an “ok”

And as you come and go, you seem so very in a hurry
Yet you come back in your timely way and find your way back into my space.

 

 

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