where I wait

where I wait... deeper than the eye can see

I know your name
It rose every morning
in my thoughts
I’m not saying it aloud
too terrified that poetry
with its fragile air
will fall apart with you
somewhere not where I wait

I know your name
I’m whispering it
to not destabilize
our chemistry
and me to not be
somehow incriminated
that my mind bears you
deeper than the eye can see

©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Dave Gahan │ Dave Keller

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