You Know It.
I am following the moths, feeling my way with leg hair and toes grounded in moss.
A kiss on the cheek and I see you weep, such compassion.
A full moon for the sweetest of hearts.
Orion keeps watch over his kingdom of air, while we grow hair and hold each other discretely.
I love you, you know.
I’m sorry I couldn’t tell it to you all honest, like a bunny holding a wilted flower.
The moment is coming when I will weep too.
At long last I need to find my heart again, feel the beauty of earth again.
Aquamarine and sunshine seeds taste the salt brine and pickled swine will clear away all my most ignoramus statements of S&M and we will find each other again.
I miss you, you know.
I try to be the girl you love, the good kind, the worn in baseball glove thyme,
You know it.
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