It is because my words have to rise up,they have trouble finding you. Yesterday, on the street...I swore I heard your name. I turned and there was nobody there.Just five birds rising off the ground... ...and when their wings hit the air,I heard your name again. Just for that second I was one of them,pounding out your name: Roxanne. Roxanne. A word of two syllables locked inside my head. You see... I am...and I will always be... ...the one who loved you without limits.
You have to say, " I felt... moved,... ...alive... on fire".
You have to say, "I felt like a childstanding in the sun for the first time... ...feeling only your radiance".
After seeing you...my only nourishment was you.
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