Worries

As the sun kept on circling
in and out of view,
I wished you were more
see through.
Just couldn’t read you.

I think I
absorbed you
to much.
Was too late
when I realised I
didn’t need to decode you
as such.

So many questions I
asked myself. How
would I sleep with you?
How would I
eat with you?

I needn’t have worried.

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