Pseudo
You smile at a distance,
Honesty hidden behind your teeth,
Tongue poised to reminisce,
Of linen floors and bed-sheets,
I can't remember,
How your hand felt in mine,
Memory locked in December,
When our fingers intertwined,
A nostalgic misfortune,
Cheap stuffed bear excavated by golden cranes,
Entering our relationship's 7th edition,
A 90 degree kiss coupled by growing pains,
Following the path of our stiff walk home,
These nights alone are my whiskey,
And your cup of tea,
Perfectly content in my fluorescent dome,
While your opening the windows in your house among the trees,
Bottleneck ballads,
Your stained glass lips sting,
Muddy ink word salad,
Our awaited reunion we approach like zombies shambling,
It's just my gemini stigma,
Silver tongues and lead bodies,
A matrimonial enigma,
Her neglection and your idolatry,
My story with her written by the space-bar,
And ours stargazing in telescope cars,
An atmospheric distance,
My mile high sky,
Your callous correspondence,
My overbearing replies,
My reluctant departure,
Your earnest independence,
Our paper-thin affair,
So alone we wander motionless.
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