wish I knew you

same room, same couch, same table,
same cup, same teaspoon, same tea,
mixed with honey, [a dainty variety]

the ritual seems a similar peculiarity,
with the languor in a safety escapism
for nobody to bother your gladdening
[…]
isn't it charming to know there is one
in this world who listens to same track
which has the cadence of your pulse
calibrated to your feel, concomitantly
…¿?
but why I'd wish I knew you're in it too
…¿?

poetic audience

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