Category: Words
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You cannot sleep without wet matchesYou cannot speak without candle waxYou cannot mirror without a bright flameYou cannot love me without firewalking You allowed me to burn the past too desperatelyeven though I am down to coals You removed the pans quietly and scraped me up so slowlyeven though I am down to coals You…
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At times, my lover is an artist who doesn’t grasp she is an artist She is abstruse and indistinct but to me, at times, she is concrete At eras, she is the lone sunflower, reaching past the others, arching in the dusk, yellow, black, purple, and blue At epochs, she is a Gemini, an Aries,…