Ten Hours

Italian desserts in an afternoon waterfront sun breaking down the chains that bound ships to the piers we walk along

Walking for miles for no particular reason and with dusk we turn to cruising all around the county aimlessly

When we kiss you taste so good like a sweet medley as you roll around as words in my mouth and everything else stops

A 24/7 coffee shop that mixes energy drinks isn’t all it takes to keep me from zombifying as I’m still entranced

Strange how after two years it comes down to three beaches in ten hours and a show of force of what we can do now

How things have changed and yet are still the same because we’ve still got reactive chemistry with no strings

Kinda fucked up how it took this long to get to a point where we could express it. Have you been waiting for me?

I don’t know, but I do know that it’s here now, whatever this is. Nobody question and let’s keep the pressure on living.

Limping into my home tired as hell at 3a.m. after spending an entire day with you who made it for me especially.

Taking pictures of the sea and driving along while we listen to songs and belt them far out loud to annoy everyone else.

Something interesting is happening here. The wait: anticipate the potential that the chemistry we have can make.

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