magic carpet #9

so,
what's
the space
between your
face
and mine
the line
..crossed.. broken?
spoken
for?
adore,
implore,
not sure.

endure..

so pure,
obscured
the light
less bright
(some kiss
some night)
remember it?
a little.. bit..
decide,
inside.
(i lost my ride
on magic carpet #9
so smooth,
divine
it felt
so fine..)

i am the light by which i write
in whole,
despite
some kiss
some night
a million sparks or
passion fights
my spark
is dark
(yet, that's not right,
i see you
still glowing
in my sight)

i said,
i felt.
these cards, they're dealt
and my wall
so tall
will surely fall

again..
and then

i am too many wonders and whens
sit, watch all my
truths pretend

but

i write three words. i hit send.