I often forget if I’m talking out loud or to myself
A certain slip of the mind
like a Freudian trip in a scarce dream
Ask you if I said a sentence
and you look up so stupidly pleasant
unsure too of what I claimed aloud
or where exactly we are headed
your honestly silly smile
lets my consciousness escape awhile
I forget who came before you
because my care has been guided out a cushioned window
by the tenderest of steady hands
owned by a man who knows where he stands
right before my waking eyes
like a subtle moonrise
of the heart
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