Silhouette

It takes time.

Dear Me,

It takes time.

My sweet,

My love.

It may take a moment.

A gathering of seconds.

An ounce of minutes.

A glimpse of hours.

A certain amount,

A certain weight,

A little trickle of that constant stream

That you love,

Oh,

So dearly.

Stay inside.

Stay outside.

Black,

Or,

Gray.

The difference between the two,

Depends on the view.

How’s that view?

Did you stay inside?

Or did you go out?

Have you decided

To air,

That, tired ’ol soul out?

I love you.

You’re amazing.

You won’t lose.

I won’t ever let you.

Take it in.

Take in the beauty of you.

The beauty of us.

I may be your subconscious,

But I’d like to think of us as dear friends.

You’re my inescapable friend.