it wasn't lips we missed
but something else
something bigger
than the ocean
& all it's ships
something prettier
than late night jazz
& swingin' hips
we were searching
for the divine
something we haven't felt
in a long long time---
something sacred
something true
something rust-free
something nothing like me,
and you.
i mean,
this is love that
sucks the warmth
straight outta your lungs
fucking beautiful
& never to be undone.
this is like home
& like your song
and when i can't hear you
i swear i don't know how to get along
i swear i simply cannot exist
or know my right
from your wrong.

so please, promise you'll stay this time
& i promise i'll give you ever drop of ink in my rhyme.
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