Wordwhoring

Paused, not broken.

Posted by mentalexotica on
Image courtesy The World to Come (2021)

Between the words of I and love and you, missing and kissing.
In between the thousand and one cities; yours and mine.
Caesuras of longing belonging, turning returning.

Paused, not broken.

A moment. A sigh. Exhale.
I pick up where you left off.
We are unbroken / We are unbroken.

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