Somewhere AcrossA Poem by Van KeylThe last night your breathing sang me to sleep and our limbs felt as if they were two great voids consuming each other in collision, only to separate like fractured continents drifting off into opposite sides of the earth, I regret not asking if you knew how hard my heart was slamming through my chest as it beat alongside yours, because now I go to bed with no more than your absence sprawled across the sheets. Before you left, you said you're glad you have me to stop you from falling over each time your world spun out of orbit, but I never got to thank you for keeping my wrists intact and reminding me that my blood belongs inside my veins, and I, of all people, should not be ridding it from its home. I've been told that blowing dandelion seeds can carry your thoughts to the person you love. And I can't help but be jealous if it were true. Because if they can get to where you are, then why can't I?
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