I like for you to be still and quiet, silent as midmorning, because then I can break the laws of heaven and earth when I reach across the table and touch you, after all, you're not really there anymore. All those numbers and letters that mean fingers of space are blown into the air when my skin brushes yours. I am whirling through Saturday oh, I love you. I cannot even blink without seeing your smile in the glint of a waterglass Even if I were at Mass I would hear your voice; even if I were six feet underground and breathing my own breath, its you I'm trying to reach, Don't leave me for a moment, don't leave me for a day. Its just so hard to think you're living without me. A thousand miles or a thousand microns, its still too far away. Stay where I can see you, Lover- stay where we are one.
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