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[creestazeeta]

my heart stops longer.
fighting for mornings
or a wind.

throwing my head back,
gasping for air and warmth.
battling with the sun for its time.
but every night down 167,
i feel the stars for you.
i count them for me.

i am sand.
you are water.
i can only sink to the bottom
or drift with you.

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[rockyvii]

i will write a poem
awful and trite but
somehow
more appropriate than plain prose

you are in love!
I'm happy for you
and also I wonder
what did you eat for breakfast?

[rockyvii]

which is to say:
I'm thinking of you

and hope
all is well in your life

[creestazeeta]

i always think to call you on your birthday. always. is that strange?

i've thought of you a few times this month. wondering how you are.

[rockyvii]

Well, our birthdays are exactly a month apart (I of course am older and wiser), and I've got that catchy date for my day. :)

I'm ok--kind of profoundly bummed out, but muddling along nicely.

What's your story, these days?