lovesick *

weird to write something

about you. even weirder, gone faces

dancing again before my very eyes.

books that brought us together —-

the rosy crucifixion, tropic of cancer —-

i came looking for.

your face overwhelm me.

how far you want to go?

i’m talking to myself again.

ghost personified…

and now i’m uttering both

promises and curses, dreams even…

( ghosts dancing alive in far distance and you here with me )

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