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May 16

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“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” — PN

May 15

αυτό

We stay up for hours

talking

every single night.

It’s when you and I

feel most alive

together.

Under the silver moon

we kiss

miles apart

as close as that couple

who have loved

lost

and lived

for fifty years.

In those wee hours

we fight

argue

say things

that we want to take back.

We cry

together

entwined with one another

until we laugh

and realize our deep

unfaltering love.

All the while,

the white eye in the sky

oversees this

and blushes

hides behind her clouds,

for our bond

our love

outshines her silver lining.

Through storms

we stand fast

hand in hand

when Luna shies away.

And we are visible

and you are beautiful

even as her whiting glow

falls beneath

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In my mind’s eye, I’m

Telling you ‘I love you’ with my

Actions, not my words.

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I didn’t sleep aside

You, nor wake in your arms but

We were together.

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As the waves crash on

One another, so too, my

Heart folds onto yours.

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One day I’ll Patent

Your little kisses to use

As an alarm clock

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I know there are things

That worry you about our

Future. Don’t let them.

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I’ve given you my

Love to hold, but always you

Have held my soul’s match.

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I see you and my

Heart races. I’m left breathless

Before your first touch.

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I wake each morning

From the same dream. We’re holding

Hands, smiling, in love.

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“This is happening.”

“What is, my love?” “Our future

Together, soulmate.”

May 14

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May 13

sinzhyperballad.

In the light of day everything seems fine
A smile is painted on my face
And high-pitched giggles escape my lips
But by night the events of the day
Only feel like stories told by someone else
Loneliness creeps into every inch of my being
Sending me down a slippery spiral
Into the depths of solitude
These emotional terrors close off
Any glimpse into my fairly happy reality
My only escape is the paradise of unconsciousness
That re-lifts my spirits just enough to
Go through the same thing the next day

Already
my spine is soft
with weaknesses
and I wish
to unravel
lovers’ static
into yarn,
stifle the sounds
of their synchronized
breaths
so my loneliness
won’t ring as loudly
in my ears,
will not
paw at the door
of my chest
any longer
….