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Grace Feb 2023
i am such an idiot, so selfish, blind, and young,
because i don't know anything so how can i know love?

...i swear that we were once in love
Grace Jan 2023
i want to
unfold
and be read
like dead poetry
all i mean to say is still inside
like we don't know 70% of what's in the ocean
Grace Dec 2022
in a hush,
the fire flew
- a brush
of yellow hues;
in the darkness
it is painted
the silhouettes
of me and you.
Grace Dec 2022
i cannot name what i feel for you
but you mean something to me
Grace Nov 2022
what we love
we let go

what we hold onto
we love
Grace Nov 2022
us
we dance
a duet
never touching
but in synchronous
we stir
we are strings
we splay
music never ending
thrumming so close
do we sing
the same notes
do we dance
to the same tune
is it just me
or me and you
Grace Nov 2022
every day in dark beginnings
we stand on sidewalks side by side

as we approach I clear my throat
hoping that our feet collide

and maybe if I stand so still
it can be just you and me

my heart is racing from the thrill
a hopeless possibility

you said my name and spoke a line
and quick i was to answer

but you and I have words too shy
to speak like graceful dancers

i see you and you see me
but do you really understand

how every second I pretend
that these near moments I can stand

to stand beside you,
composed on my own island.
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