Drown me out

with your expressions

of love,

of fear,

of sadness.

Let my disorder

dilute its venom

in wave after wave

of you.


I am in love

with you.

Not just you,

but the very idea of you.

I am stripping off my armor,

that I might experience you

more closely.


Here we are,

locked away,


in our own little corner

of the universe,

of this world,

of this moment,

of our lives.


Live loudly,

until we are each

only echoes of each other,

resonating through time,

on and on,




HG – 2022

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