and through it all
i stand starstruck
there is
much too much to say
and only 26 letters in
the way we communicate
you have held my
hate for you
tenderly, willing back to life
the breath of a dying lung
mending that broken-winged heart
little bird
at my worst you gave me
compassion
un
conditional
love
at the very moment
i
gave
up
on
you
maybe thats the point of
b r e a k / throughs
broken / f a m i l y
like a bone
it mends
eventually
scar tissue still
pulsing
remembering the
c. r. a. c. k.
how fickle my young heart
what shame do i harbour
for its passions
drown in a puddle
i told myself
make that puddle of sweat and
tears
but you the rainbow
came glistening
you the sunshine, dried my feet
the reflection on the pavement
distant
memory
and suddenly
we were laughing so hard
my sides ached
we came back
eventually
my disbelief
r e i g n i n g
could we love
eachother
that much/?
could it be..
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