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Like lovers

Like lovers we tangled sheets and legs

Like addicts we nursed bruises and aches

Until we could no longer tell if the tangled legs caused the bruises or our tangled pain.


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soft launch

Soft launch but not a slow start. Sure hands and a steady heart. I say your name in my head Make a space in your bed. You open the door to my heart Soft launch but not a slow start.

Sunsets and lovers.

Sunrises and covers. Sunsets and lovers. I wash the sheets to wash your smell out. I wish the day would erase more than just the night.

who is wounded?

We are nothing. Existence is grey. Words cover my mouth But you do not leave it. If I pluck a blade of glass who is wounded?

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