Emit
b'What will upset me the most when I \\nperish will not be the blinding white light.\\nOr the horror filled awe-struck current that seals me.\\nOr the heaviness of stone on top of me.\\nOr the lack of breadth and breath in my bones.\\nOr the amount of time it takes for my soul to circle all\\nthe way back. Or the direction they send me. Or the moments\\nI will be forced to interact with again. Or the\\ngoodbye sonnets I will have to emit.\\nOr my last heart twitch. No. \\nIt will be the thought of losing your Touching.\\nNot ever being able to see your Glow. It will be the mist in my eyes.\\nYour mist. Your crying eyes trying to find me.\\nOnly I won\\u2019t even know where I went.\\nIt will be the glimpses of me you see in our angels - \\nThe reflection of us in our true-blue Christmas lights.\\n The time you ran over to kiss me good-nighttime.\\nAll of the ink ribbons I left behind\\u2026My typewritten letter to you.\\nThe way you will want to depart. But do not do this to me, beauty, love of all\\nmy lifetime. I implore you. \\nI will meet you back where we began--\\nNo need to worry--I have your fingerprint memorized in case I\\u2019m ever asked\\nto sketch it. Or if I should get so lonely here I can build a part of you to hold \\nonto. \\n\\n\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'