(our eyes locked for almost a minute,
no conversations,
yet our emotions are soaring with eagerness
to hug or possibly crash in each other’s arms)
The music stopped.
(our conversation continued,
words that were spontaneous, just anything
that the mind speaks, mundane and personal;
opening-up and the excitement felt with those
experiences ... while you were away.
and now... you’re leaving again)
(lifted from sessions at Mcdo, wee hours June 2018 with Eyespierce)
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