Pinhole Portrait
I want to feel alive again
So I look at you to replenish my dry eyes
You and your deceptively calm outer surface
Almost sloppy sense of humor
Dramatic twinges delivered at odd moments
I watch as your hair drifts past your ears a moment
Before being subject to a shove
And your light eyes which never seem to rest on me long
As I fill my head with things of you to remember
your wide beautiful hands count off the days 'til we part
And your tall figure recedes even as our crescendo lingers
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