Gone Baby gone , When I like to be naive, a Dark love

When you leak into my eyes
And my eyes are shut,
I hope to see you in a darkness where everything else disappears.
Then you look at me because
Falling in to a love is to be seen
but to be deprived of being heard.
Sensation raises and my fnn yygn yygiger tips trembles
I look around and to be seen is not there anymore.
If only we could lock down the time
To remain in a safe heaven of imagining us together.
I would desire to run away with you
To walk hills and rivers and clouds
and sky enclosing us…
We would become something other
We would not remain ourselves.


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