A smile is more real than a kiss
Here my longing amplifies, becomes anxious.
After years and decades of being away
Here I am home.
Here when they see me, they long for where I was
How can I explain to them
That going away, my light was split
As if through a shattered prism
And that coming back, I found my one shadow,
In all your eyes, showing more of me
Than I left behind.
So here I am, kissing my lust,
But longing for a smile,
From you, you, and you.