though our lips have not touched, we breath the same air

and as our molecules collide you shall know this to be true.

for if you don't . . . well then maybe i've been wasting my time.

these things we say, are not just things we say . . . they are our lies and our truth, our love and our hate.

and though my tongue may be sharp at times, in my heart i believe in us.

the moments we've shared together, real or imagined, are just a preamble.

i look forward to floating, lost, in our vastness.

sediment-ally yours,

frnk.

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•14 May 2013•