Waiting for you
I can fill the room with every entertainment
And it serves no distraction
Your scent precedes you
But it is your energy that is in the air
Before our eyes meet
What is about to happen is just a draft
A simple sketch
Of feelings that will
Burst like fractals, like
One with the universe
Like purpose
Like a fresh petal falling
Like much later
you lay your head on my lap
My hand naked on you
A beauty is that
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