i’m stumbling over thoughts and words
and my sight’s so blurred right now…
if i’m quick to regain, i suppose i can
just blame you…

and the foggy reflection gives me back
recollection… of a moment.
where you stood still.

the baked on blue
in the sound of your mood, always
drags me right in…

and i try to pretend,
that i don’t need to -
but i do.

marelle

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