say you see me,
say you can—
I left my hiding spot.
I thought I’d find
you looking;
I’m ready to be caught.
I’m not scared of cooties now—
I promise I won’t run!
Tag’s not our game
(it’s graceless),
and I don’t find it fun.
say you’re looking.
say you are—
even when I don’t know;
I want to learn
how you sound,
how you kiss—deep, and slow?
are you out there?
do you think
you’re coming for me soon?
I’m ready to
ascertain
if you’re sun-borne or moon.
if it’s my turn
to find you
I’ll look, just please tell me.
I looked for years
but no luck—
wherever could you be?
my home’s quiet.
too much so.
here, emptiness abounds.
and so, I dream,
imagine,
how your laughter might sound.
maybe you are
lonely too—
that’s why we play the game!
can’t wait to meet-
I miss you.
I hope you feel the same.
say you see me.
say you can.
I’m sick of hiding here.
each lonely day
fades me more—
please, tell me you are near.
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