(Infatuation)
Gone away gone away gone away, get away.
Set the rules, breaking ground, and underneath it all I�ve found;  you. 
With post-it notes and coffee spoons, and dollar bills and afternoons,
we�ve come this far we�ve gone right in, we�re on a rocket out in space,
and 9 long months have been replaced; by nothing.
Smiles, cigarettes, tortilla chips,
teacups, tears and microchips.
It�s terminal velocity,
when there�s something that lingers between you and me. 


(Anticipation)
Today is the day, the greatest day I�ve ever known,
It may also be the saddest. 
Wrong or right it�s all coloured light, radiating from you. 
Dreams and smiles will last a while and then?
Don�t let the smiles end, please.


(Emancipation)
A thousand, million, light years away
or how it�s seemed since yesterday.
And I�ll just keep on dreaming, refusing, unbelieving,
and I�ll puke out what I�ve learned
and smile as it burns away,
taking with it thoughts of you.



























Four Days: a love poem in three parts
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