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midnight breeze blowing in through the open windows
I lean back in the seat, legs kicked up on the dashboard
wishing, not for the first time, that I had a sunroof.
the stars, shining for now, brighter than the dingy 
orange of city lights offer a beauty and calm 
that is hard to find on most nights...

I can, among thinking of many other things
focus my thoughts on only one thing...
a silent agony, something I've been told by you, I thrive on.
The wanting, so badly, for things to return to their 
original state, the place where one of my few momentary
glimpses of happiness has begun.
I miss.
I long for.
I ache.

All of the things that used to be, fade, and blend into
what is the now that I am living in.
Just like the stars blend into the maddening light
from a city not far away from me, too close, 
bringing back too many memories of times spent
sitting in a blissful daze, with one hand or another 
but never yours, tangled in my own.

I want to bring you here...
I want to mix the memories more, I wish for you to mix
with the things that have brought me here before.
with a love thus far unrequited, but obviously wanted, 
with desire, blazing hotter than burning, licking flames
that has been given in to, and redeemed more times than one.
With something that was always beyond the end of grasp.

I want, like no other want I have ever had, 
to feel your passion for living, and for loving
back in my sphere... I want to see you, 
and to feel you again. Not skin on skin, not eye to eye
like every other passion that has been known, 
but like that special thing that only you and I ever had...
soul to soul.
mind to mind.
being... infinite.