the nearer to the floor by AnnaInAdottedDress, literature
Literature
the nearer to the floor
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No I sometimes hardly dare
to start walking around
in the empty house
and I can't decide if I want to
drink coffee with you, or sing
or just
lean
against
the bookshelf
(my love)
I am only
thinking about you;
I walk around as we talk
inside my head and if I could
follow you right now,
I would lie down on the living room floor:
"we are brothers to
hide behind the silence", you say
and trace my temples,
take me away with you
"is it really a comfort to know
that at least one is
aware
of being unaware?"
but your heart is now my scarf and my body
your house, the phone won't ring because
you talk into
I wrote my last just over a year ago.
Things change quick.
Ive really enjoyed designing lately, as you can tell.
Even though, it has no real purpose.
What up.