The look of evidence


As we gaze
As if it was yesterday
And remember the rush
Everytime we touched

To want her
And not to have her
To grasp the air with your hands

As if distance and silence
Have a sense of mutual limerence
Making contact an act of insolence
And gazing an act of resistence
Our past is our only evidence
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