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Souls:

A summer romance

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PART I


I like the way she looks like
Sunday morning
Calm


Waters rest
When she says
Take it slow


Motions
Fluid in actuality
Feel jerky
Jagged


Edges of the bed
Occupied
By two people


One familiar with lust
The other familiar with being terrified
Of their emotions


Indifference
Isn’t the right word
For beings that feel
Intensely


We care
More than
We would ever let on

 

I coax her
Into my deft hands
For a special moment


In time
We are standing still
While the earth orbits
Around two heavenly bodies
Working together
And apart
To be something more


Synergistically
Combine two broken
Barely people
To create a situation
Where they both function
Normally


“Tell me to stop if you want”
In between kisses
Placed on
Collar bones


Silence
Is the soundtrack
Of our bodies going further
Than our minds
Advise

 

 

 

 

 

 

PART II


I need to hear you
Come


To my rescue


My only reason
For breathing
Is knowing I preform
Well


Enough
It’s over now


But god you look beautiful
In the midst of all this
Sin


Do you practice
Non belief


Because I doubt you


Are
Really here


I don’t feel you
In the way that I want to


[I]
Want you

 

 

 

 

 

PART III


Tally marks
Counting
The days


Hours
Minutes


Until
Second place
Takes me by the mind


And instability
Crushes all hope
Of a mediocre life
With you


Gone


I wonder if
My self reflections
Seem like a pessimistic


Narcissist’s hobby


Stop me
If my obsession with hindsight
Threatens our future

 

 

 

 

 

PART IV


You found someone
With a mutually confused
Perception


Because you like chaos
As much as I
Like
You


Don’t
Let him kiss you
On the back of the neck


Because that is one part of
The body you inhabit
That we share


Equally

 

 

 

 

 

PART V


The black
Screen
Matches those sneakers you once
Wore


Nothing
Suits what we
Have


Everything
Is distorted
Except my image of you


Carved into a memory


That may have just been a dream


I died


Dreaming

 

 

 

 

T Y L E A H   R H I N E

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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