I am lost in our neverness.

this world is to tight to live in.

so close, I can reach out to touch you;

so far, I can never get close enough.

a flash of a smile,

a warm look,

trading a million secrets in our eyes...

I live for such moments that come so rare,

yet, every second, every heartbeat,

counts down to you.

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I like this very much, more than I can express, and I desperately want to write something here, cleaver, eloquent, but the words escape me. Poetry is truly an ethereal expression of the heart's deep well of inestimable thoughts and emotions. Your poetry is very honest, maybe too much so, a window on the world I can look through and see myself. You may or may not know it, but you are, a poet's poet.