perhaps I should come down…

in conversation
it’s as if your words are the rocks
you would throw at my windowpane at midnight.
I can stand and talk the night through, oh yes I can,
with me safe up here and you down there,
almost in touch, almost right next to me.
but not quite.
and I see now that
that is just how I like it.

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