My mind wonders
and even with weighted shoes to keep me grounded
You are the one that keeps me here
You are this moment you're this nostalgia
and there's a frame of mind questioning
if all this is a dream or premonition.
If I could frame my mind
I'd be filling it with fragments of your presence and beauty
Curated by angels onto walls untouchable.
Because in the end, you are nothing
without these things that inspire your words.
And if I died today, I hope
that I can whisper your name in the other side
just so that my short memories of you in this life
will echo beyond the lifetime of my own.

I'll have you selfishly to myself.
I want to explore your body like the world atlas
just to wrap my head around the saying
home is where the heart is.
I want to stop feeling numb
I want to experience shear ecstasy
I Intertwined with existential philosophy.
Then I wanna lay around and watch bad tv shows
as we dine in bed
I want you to nod off while I recite terrible poetry to you and watch you while you sleep.
I want you to want me the way I've always dreamt of
being with you is like waking up from a dream
the dream that I'd be ok with forgetting every time
because you are the reappearing kind.
What do you want... with




© ceazar