So near and so far. You work inside and I work out. You blush when our eyes meet. You worried when I didn't show all morning. All day, I felt far away from you as I plowed through my morning errands as quickly as I could. I felt myself rushing to see you.

I love you.

Leviathon and stonehenge dreams
by Sean Rice

There's a power in the tower newly crowned and robed in gray.
There's a flower growing upside down. it's petals have all blown away.
A teardrop sinks forgotten, now, in soil parched and starved.
The footsteps in the garden from a ghost that cannot say

Why you dream in color when your world is black and white?
Why your love has endings with the Summer's fading light?
When you hold a hand... do you feel lonely in the night?
It is only morning yet and evenings are still bright!

Leviathon and stonehenge dreams and murals on a church wall.
"what is love?" is written in a notebook where you stall
the question will be answered when you dare to fear the fall
Your questions will be answered when you dare not fear to fall

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