I am inspired by you.
Stimulated by the idea, that you give me ideas.
Befuddled by the thought that I’ve already conceived the concept of us,
without even knowing your name.
Overwhelmed by your ways,
Voyeuristic as I’m captivated by how even the way you blink makes me emotional.
With eyes the hue of the Caribbean sand, I get jealous when they temporary disappear, but love to watch when they open like a sunrise.
Franklin Ave
Surrounded on three sides, pushing to pull, always seven steps from where you are
Celestial beings invade our atmosphere, trying to eclipse your movement,
Yet I find a way to find you.
You bring sunshine to a tunnel,
Submerged beneath a modern day Babylon
The fullness of your lips and the thought of me tasting them
Leaves me…inspired
Atlantic Ave
Approaching our twilight
Everything seems faster because I want life to slow down.
I try to steal a few more moments before the evitable,
Before reality leaves my perception void and wanting.
As you slowly disappear like a whisper, you turn to me.
Your glance lingers a little longer than the average,
Giving me the profound notion that maybe, just maybe
I inspire you as well.
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