mills around the pond

i want you to know that i'm thinking of you
and i miss you
at night i lie awake
i think about you all the time
when i dare to dream
i wish i hadn't brought you back
instead
i fantasize the phantom albums of our photo books
and i still imagine i would kiss you
and breathe upon a southern glow

you have
captured me in the slightest of my movements
we shared something so common
so close
i could but feel you
i did but do you like that
did not matter
between moments of each breath
i felt you rub upon me
share my bed with me
and close to but kill me
like a last death
it was you