Moving with life looking for home... wanting more of a thrill to capture what's being shown... watching others enjoy smiles felt by the naked eye... as the feel of hope teeters on thoughts of where that emotional fix wonders with time... crossing paths with strangers trying to relate... having the stillness one lives without in a single mindset attempting to remember a face... jus so come morning it doesn't change as a friend is willing to stay... goin with the sway to remain the same... moving with life tends to rearrange the touch of fingers... landing on the skins unfamiliar soothe creating moans that linger... as luv'rs only last so long when the need is for a real one to open up... live n give a lil more than the withholding of the hearts luv... the drift loses the interaction of simultaneous gestures... damn near adjusting to the seasons temperamental temperatures... seeking another now then being ok with being alone... feigning for a hand to reach as it's the last one to pull away from the roam... to settle on a like sitting still awaiting the passage of the unknown to appear... all within good intent to step up without the demise of fear... moving with life with the head on swivel... waiting on someone on a whole new level... for the pleasure of the convo so the walls can't be heard... as words turn into silent moments wrapped up in arms holding on to worth... rectifying the patience it takes to correct self for another to wanna communicate... jus to say someones name... to hear a tone whisper deep in the night that gives truth to the tenderness of syllables upon the tongue... leaning in to the satisfaction of what defines two as one...
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