Thursday.
Parrallel streets,
I walk the pavement like a plank.
drowning in the part of me I haven't yet met.
Sunday.
Boxes, boxes hang,
silhouettes in empty spaces. We are two planets. Collide.
Monday.
Your scent infused on my pillow, my tee shirts, your jeans snug my bottom like a hand.
Wednesday.
Threads unwind, I will carry you with me
forever until Thursday.
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