I guess i'll bite
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Commuting Visions
Ironic how things fall into place
Now that I'm pondering how this all began
Years seem like minutes as I find myself lost
Navigating pointlessly without knowing left from right
Was there something unsaid?
You are my Sun and I the young flower trying to bloom
My feelings rising and crashing waves and you the Moon
Gravitationally pulling me as I try to pursue
This euphoric journey culminating with you
Optimistically hoping for the story book ending
Despite many obstacles my feelings never required mending
Was I wrong to dream?
Visions of us exploring foreign cities in perfect bliss
Exchanging delightful smiles and casual winks
Non-verbally communicating mutual desires for night to fall
Nocturnal yearning for the union of souls
The perfect ending and intimate spoon*
Is this the end?
Mistaken metaphors, symbolism, analogies and rhyme
Instead of implying, should I just express clearly
What I felt was obviously shown time after time?
The fact that I love you immensely
Feelings overwhelm me, and I continually see
Mirages of you on my morning commute and the rush hour home
Wondering when that time will be
Where neither distance, space nor time could keep us alone
*Spooning/ Spoon
1. A non-sexual embrace which provides the most intimate bonds between lovers and friends.
2. A horizontal hug where the friends/lovers lie back to chest, and fit into each others nooks. Like little spoons in a drawer.
3. A form of affection between couples where the man lays front to back with the girl.