Short Love Poem

Whenever you were next to me, there was no rest of the world. There were no stars painting light to the darkness, no wind at our backs, no birdsong in the trees. To me, there was only ever you.
Even now, things slow down and pause when I think of you. There are still those little sections of lost time, where everything is drowned out by those unanswerable questions about what might have been.

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When You're Next To Me

© more by Blake Auden

Published: August 17, 2020

The world seems
somehow slower
when you are
next to me.
As though my senses
cannot focus
on anything
but you.

ABOUT THE POET:

Blake Auden is a poet and lyricist based in Brighton, UK. His debut book Tell the Birds She’s Gone is now on its third print run, and his second collection, Beekeeper, is releasing on September 8, 2020.

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