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Feel dud, feel nothing can be changed or will be changed
Will a hot holiday away make us become one
Will our sounds of laughter become combined so that it rivulets of water backs of ducks on lakes
Or will we stare into each other at some point?
How are we so near and yet avoiding each others space
We connect outside holding hands, a performance
Still the love is a friendship of deep time alone both praying this would end
And here you are both lover and friend
Which I am all grateful to, there is no gasp no wonderment no real deep desire
Is this childish, are we on a slow burn?
Like a candle lit somewhere remotely flickering softly hoping that wildreness finds me somehow and you grab me from the remote
Probably to much of that
TV and indoors
I'm sure thats all it is!
