past few days

I’ve been daydreaming
about you for the past few days when I would normally only dream of you at night

we’re always somewhere in the process of
going somewhere else or nowhere going nowhere at all
right now, we’re laying on your living room floor, breath escaping from one & into another. the carpet is rough, yet cushions us enough that we rest in a moment of peace,
so uncomplicated, that only you and I could have

eyelashes flit and goosebumps raise as I watch
time pauses for us during this solitude
 
in every single one of these dreams, I look into your eyes and you instantaneously close yours
you’re floating in nostalgia of the look I just gave you, savoring the moment as a memory
because there’s tranquility in the past

it’s repeating again