(via spaldingbarros)
Eclipse
We’ve been here before
My essence
Your presence
My eyes
Your touch
Your hands
And my waist
That God himself molded specifically for your hands to hold
My desire to be in your orbit
You gently pulling me in
& my willingness to go there with you, always
& your willingness to go there with me,
always.
Under these glitter-stickered skies
We eclipse
Consumed by each other.
But like the moon to its Earth
We choose distance over reconciliation
For reasons I no longer care to know.
What I do know, though
Is that my love for you overwhelms me.
And,
I grieve the love of someone who stands right in front of me.
— Dubem