I Miss Knowing You

As tangible as passion,
you reach me better
when the lights dim,
a dull date first,
caressing your hand
for the first time
in a long time
lost in a fantasy
of censored thoughts
dancing on a candle
in the rain,
we hide the pain
of our shame
tortured by self-control
with apathy at the
wheel of my emotions
I’m responsible for what
you said, not what I did.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2022 AC)

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