Some single sappy shit stuff

I am fond of the risk I take in knowing you, the break, the cracks, the darkest hour, and your laugh.
A laugh riddled in custom.
I am fond of your habits, the hours you keep and the sound of you.
I am inclined to tell you these things, but I won’t.
Not now. I have nothing to give you now.
So in this now, I will laugh with you, drink your tea, and arrive to meet with you.
Learn the crevices of you and eventually risk losing you, loving you.
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On a ball again. Rolling.
With said inspiration and its calling.
Speak to me, I say. Read me
your riot act and pretend
you are listening.
Pretend that this
just one last match, one
last burn before
the rising.
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There is a phone call from a certain
someone that would make all
the difference now.
There are words unsaid
that demand residence
places unseen
waiting in good measure
for my return.
But here, here I sit instead
in the crisp of the sun’s rest
waiting for one call
from a certain someone.
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And I tell you to
tread lightly
because I will
not know how to
forget you or the night spent with you.
The anxt, the caress.
I have to reserve it
all of it, retract it,
and dismiss it.
I am harder now.
Quicker to judge, selective.
I came undone once
fell through the cracks once.
Speak softly to me,
of me, so that I may
step around you,
make sweet love to you,
and forget how to miss you.
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Share your harvested
wit with mine.
We will whidle
music in time.
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Pleased to meet you, scared to know you.
Pleased to talk with you, scared to hear you.
Pleased to know you, scared to love you.

Heaven will have to take note
I think
of our meeting
our beginning.
Heaven should subside
I think
to out perpetual ending.
Heaven will have to
open
I think
within reason.