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Affections are neither here nor there

Regardless

I'm sitting here...but I'm really there

with affections of a time locked inside 4 walls

I carry with me everywhere.



Sweet lil' box o' time of mine

God granted me this serenity to sync thee

with this heart o' mine.



My mind sees sunshine

My eyes say gold shine

My resilience stops for a moment of silence

paying respects to a memory of

the sun lighting a room with your slumber encased for my

witness I swore to God was gold in paused time.



Oh yes

I'm still sitting here...but I'm really there

breathing air ancient to this desktop flurry fanning my face.



Ol' Box o' Time ; Sweet Heart o' Mine

both joined, locked in 4 walls to an opened window of

ancient air brushing the mane of chain braids...



...aahhhhh...



i AM amazed



to testify twice to this gold in time paused.



I'm still here...but I'd rather live there

in that time locked in 4 walls

where my heart burst free of me

to pump life into this memory I shan't allow

to live with me in these 4 walls that physically

seat me now.



My tongue debates the validity of such affections



My mouth tasks itself to ritual murmurings



My pen joins my innocent bystanding,

funding this notepad with sanskrit unintelligble to

the unintelligable.



Neither here nor there

You are somewhere

feeding this memory with your pride -

I coward at the thought of vouching for such a claim...sitting here...



My mind sees 4 walls of a room

My eyes say that you slumber in peace

My heart pacts with the morning's sun rays

to behold to my witness

beauty

wrapped in a chocolate

I swore to love, honor, & obey

with the affections I still have for you...





...sitting here.