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F.O.U.R. From Other Upper Rooms.

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Chapter 3: Left unbelted

F.O.U.R. From Other Upper Rooms.

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I would have never guessed

That while traveling on this quest

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That I would meet someone like you.

You rocked my chest

Beneath my vest…

When she said;

“Hace mucho frío.”

I just said;

“Yes…”

I had to stop and find a translation,

I couldn’t fail her test…

Little did I know,

But later, suddenly,

I’d come to find,

She spoke not a word of English,

Part of me still doesn’t mind.

With her body

On my body

I am sure we will do fine.

We have universal languages

All laced within our spines.

She said;

“Let me celebrate you and your life.”

And, fuck it,

I just melted…

I don’t know just how she did it,

But I know,

She knows

I felt it…

All the energy

She’s sending me,

My defenses were pelted…

My utility feels useless.

I felt naked.

Left unbelted.

I have seen her nearly every day

For nearly

Almost

A year.

And I had been too shy to tell her

That she erases my fear.

From a distance

I should listen,

The universe has brought us here.

Let me wash away that loneliness,

My love can be your pier.

I’m trying not to be too optimistic

With the idea of us,

But if you feel it

Like I feel it,

The I feel

That it’s a must.

Let’s just build it

Like some children

With some Lego

With no lust.

Let me feel

All that you have to offer

Outside of your touch.

When she handed me that letter,

Man…

I felt just like a teen again.

A knight fending off dragons

From a wagon

For a Queen again.

On scene again.

Like Don Quixote,

I could just be me again.

I hope that this is real,

That we can feel,

And just be free again.

I’ve seen her nearly every day,

And I hardly said a word…

Maybe I

Was dodging blessings.

Maybe her

Heart went unheard….

Maybe I

Was just a coward.

Maybe she

Was just a bird…

Maybe we

Have found each other

At the right time

On the verge…

For some reason

When she whispers to my heart

It doesn’t hurt.

I can feel that she is genuine,

Her love can do the work.

I just hope that I am good enough,

I hope she sees my worth…

I’ve been waiting for someone

To tend the flowers in this dirt.

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