#1346

You call my name as if
I am the first sight of land
the last mountain to climb
the longed for oasis
calm center of the storm.

You gasp my name as if
I am standing on a ledge
staring into traffic
walking away from you
when I should be running toward.

You whisper my name as if
a decibel may shatter me
a breath may scatter me
or the wrong word simply
wake us from this daydream.

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