I am drunk on you


and the day is longer and heavier

when you are away

I love

i meant to write “I look”

but that’s part of the being drunk on you

sometimes the thoughts come out nonsensical

and i think

did I come up with these feelings? when? and where?

like a funny 10 minute long rainstorm in the mid-afternoon of florida

you hear it pour and by the time you smile and the hair raises on your arms

it’s like it never happened

those deep things we said were a dream

and I’m not even sure what they mean

the harder you think on them

the more they seem to dissipate like blowing into a cloud of smoke

I’ll take it


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