The art of thinkingA Poem by Masked writer
We are connected by a single airflow
Breathing in and out each others words as the hours pass slowly turning into a million years of mislead generations leading to a new path of a better one We walk side by side in an almost synchronized step Opening the same doors we have walked through a million times unlocking the conversations of a rusted metal door we wished would just stay closed... We arrive home I cook a different meal then usual A fine cuisine marinated with the truth A glass of wine lined with the past... And for dessert, reality... The reality that being with you is slowly bringing down the walls I once put up But why? The reality that this is a feeling that flows so easily within us that it seems unnatraul.. Why hasn't he hurt me? A bending backwards thought that suddenly comes back...what is he planning? Its time to re routinize... Lets clean first, yeah Wash the dishes, the grime of my past slowly fades away but the residue that always lay there still be left untouched Sweep the floors, the dust bunnies of all of the times I cried irritates my eyes like never before, but still I continue sweeping Sweeping them away, like he did when we last met, sitting there, and allowing them to flow, making jokes to try to subside Make the bed...Silk relationships so ever softly lay their in my now past, covered by this new found one Thoughts wander What has become of this? Could it go further, or will it stop like this... Do i wish for us to get closer, for me to break the wall once built? I think i might, but will he? Will he express something that once said can no longer vanish I long for this, a million years of a soul connected once torn to two just to find each other in the one place at the one time they thought they wouldnt... © 2023 Masked writerFeatured Review
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Added on December 7, 2023Last Updated on December 7, 2023 AuthorMasked writerAboutJust a writer writing These are spread out throughout my life.... an outlet Don't take someones story, but use it to make your own more..Writing
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