Every morning,
the sheets and I finish creating an abstraction
like some kind of directionless attraction
I savor the slumber and it becomes what it may
we savor the moment and feel a certain way
without a rush, I jaunt through your mind
I look through yours, you look through mine
some memories sweet, some memories asinine
as time slowly passes you can leave it behind
what was once a mess, now a mosaic piece
where I consider the most, you consider the least
you are artwork coming alive, an artisan's wildest dream
cleverly crafted together from all of life's silver linings
I've been walking through the seasons
and as they go on, I find more reasons
to wait and be patient for goals to realize
the determination burns visibly in your eyes
whether by word, action, or weather
consider me invested and tethered
to the ways in which the seeds we've sown seep
deeply into the earth, and for now, are still asleep
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inspired by catching feelings for someone else yet trying to be patient
more works on my instagram @ephrain_
About the Creator
DEUXQANE
93% of communication is non-verbal. Here's the other 7%.
I'm a licensed therapist. I love my kettlebell, steel mace, and rower. I've a soft spot for sci-fi, rollerblading, herbalism, poetry, drag race, EDM, and spending time in nature.
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