"Future Love State"

Just to hear your words

To feel your breath speak a tired phrase

And gaze away till dusk comes late


In my randomness

I think

That when I thought about you

It made me smile

But not like a smile that you get

From seeing something familiar

But from something far less

Like a flower growing through the cracks

Out of a concrete cross

Or several leaves where there are no trees

Scattered in the wind by who knows what or when or why


A future love state

Is what I am dreaming of

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