“Passion And Ambition Seek The Same”

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romance 2 min read 269 views Oct 3, 2016

Never Knew

The last time they crossed paths A peculiar question came about; Hesitant the time it took for eyes to adjust to silence Both intent with reply Adjusting their posture Breathing in a moment where they could just shut the *** up and be themselves. The rare moments that literally scream, No white out to blur the moment No scratches from a pen to take away from the moment. With the calendar of her days filled she marked tonight as joyous A break from work an over exhausted day full of social texts The riot of voices in her head Having to fill the slack of that one chick whom called in today It just felt good to take a break from everything Relieved in the comfort of his presence Highlighting tonight with an Orange highlighter Not remembering the last time she's been so excited. Time heals all wounds, clothes only conceal them until comfort flaunts about The jitters of finding something you've always dreamt about, Savoring each piece of tape, carefully unfolding each article of clothing like gift wrap Treating tonight as Her birthday Manic, the way they talked into the night time slipping gently through their fingers Arms reach of each other The night not truly beginning until the blush of her skin What is the true value of time The murmur of a joke that only the silence around them understands A language only bodies understood Breathing but not understanding the gist of why each breath occurs Exhaling to inhale the scent of each other The closure felt from the last moment they saw each other The closure of lips filled the gap between their bottom lip The pain of lovers past uncovered, healed He became the remedy of weary knees Miles away from the reality of lonely bed sheets and the flicker of light from the television screen Choosing to fall for imperfection instead of the perfection the world sought But never knew

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