Our Blurs
From a distance
There is a blur that
Surrounds that
Blur that is you.
Profound,
As it sounds,
But simplistic in view
Is a sound that
Emits from that form
Forming you
A breath, a laugh,
A choke, a tear
Falling to the ground
With shear
Jovial emotion?
Those words,
Barely words, more
The actions of your
Compulsion
And my imagination
They make a
Silhouette of our
Blurs that we cherish
From off in the distance
And our blurs are
Deciphered as
Dark and clear
Without the meaning
Of what we call
A blur
Profound,
As it sounds,
It is no more than
What you can
Decode for yourself.
From a distance
There is a blur that
Surrounds that
Blur that is you.
Profound,
As it sounds,
But simplistic in view
Is a sound that
Emits from that form
Forming you
A breath, a laugh,
A choke, a tear
Falling to the ground
With shear
Jovial emotion?
Those words,
Barely words, more
The actions of your
Compulsion
And my imagination
They make a
Silhouette of our
Blurs that we cherish
From off in the distance
And our blurs are
Deciphered as
Dark and clear
Without the meaning
Of what we call
A blur
Profound,
As it sounds,
It is no more than
What you can
Decode for yourself.
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