scribbles

blur

the days that go by
can you see them blend?
where did yesterday end and when did today begin
sunset, sunrise the orange is all a blur

here is now
but then where are you?
there are no highs
no lows
but everything in between

i can’t feel that love sick feeling
i’m getting dizzy from being still
now
the blood runs too smoothly through my veins
in quiet linear streams

these days i breathe too easily
the rushes don’t come and go
i want to be submerged in the agony of love
so i may be acquainted with the exhilaration too