Play For Me Again

 

There is no music

when your feet are somewhere else:

I struggle to focus on my hypothesis__

the conflict between binary stars

and a future walking towards

its impending doom;

but your words resound deep,in a already

stupefied mind,

to pull up a mirage of a well defined

jawline, masculine shoulders, and a mouth

carved in memory leading me to believe

I had just been kissed,

and

    nothing else matters…

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