Capital Youth

twenty-seven days,
nights,
you’re so intimidating
with your lack luster comments
and disconnect to memory
concerning me at all. 

I love those chord progressions 
that take me to you
even when you are not present.
Scenes come to my head in waves
and now I think 
I’d like to be on the ocean with you
outside of ourselves,
your waves exposed
on your left arm,
glove in hand,
destroys all that I am.

Come back when you can,
I’m pining for those hellos and silences 
Until we speak 
To assist you and me as one. 

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