*I count these rose petals*
*I count them*
*as I number our days.*
*For a moment*
*I'm a murderer.*
*I have destroyed something*
*beautiful for our sake.*


*I've counted*
*All our glorious and horrible days.*
*Once I finish with the petals*
*I pluck all my fingernails.*
*While everyone was*
*going about their day.*

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Will you stay?
Will you go?
Will you build a home?

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I don't get the whole
'I'll take care of you' thing.
It's 'we take care of each other'.

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Kisses and stitches is it ?
I imagine two cross bows
Carrying something I don't know
- the lovely pain of a broken soul.
Kisses from my beloved
To sink deep into the abyss of my flesh.
To kindly request him
To close up my wound.
Stitch by stitch
Piercing through my skin.
Therefore....
Kisses and stitches it is.

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A tall glass
Of love
Never hurt
No one.

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And I for one
Believed
The venom
I tasted
On your tongue.

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"You found yourself"
- the only three words I want to hear.

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It's time
To classify him.
Label him.
Hide him
Beneath sheets.
Beneath shame
And common sense.

Don't let
His scent
Cloud your mind.

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I'm a poet babe.
I exaggerate.

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I'll whisper to her tailed arc
That carries billions of dreams.
To crash safe.
To crash without
Breaking any dreams.
And when she
Takes her last whiff of smoke.
I'll whisper my wish
Into her soul.
May the extinguished soul
Carry to the heavens
To the celestial seasonings
All my broken dreams.

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