213. Midnight Confessions

Tonight

the room smells of silence

and so I hum to myself

But it doesn't suffice

I need you around to

make this flawed reality

a little more tolerable

I want you to hunt it down 

with your electric racquet

and tie it up 

in a barbwire of conversation

(we are way too sweet with each other

usually)

We could talk of

this

that

and the other

Oh, you love to travel!

I love it too...

I particularly love

this one trek

from behind your pierced ears

to your stubbled chin,

and further!

Ah, what a view?!

(yeah, It's like my private resort

and I intend to keep it that way)

We could mumble midnight confessions

and fumble in the dark

and stumble upon unspoken places

and crumble to nothingness 

We could;

could we not?!

Well,

tonight

our room smells of silence

and I hum to myself

But it doesn't suffice

I need you around

I could say that

I need you to mint memories

but they are too potent

and pointless

I could say that

I need you for eternity

but that is too trite

and trivial

I will just say that

I want you now

now

however long that be

So 

come

defuse this night,

for loneliness is intolerably symmetrical

So

come

let's go on a midnight trek again,

and stumble upon another unspoken place

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Some penguins do fly!! :)