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2am
You are in
every poem
I’m afraid to
write, in every
thought I dare
not say aloud,
in every moment
I become short
of breath, and
every deep sigh.
you stay hidden
on the edge of my
teeth waiting to
meet my lips and
become words,
the unexplained
shiver in my spine,
and the tightness
in my throat from
trying to swallow
you down.
you are love.
you are poison.
I crave to be your safe,
leave with me secrets.
I will be the ear at 2am,
The seer of the fragments in you
that no one views.
Here, is where I will keep you.
I will be the vault you send
your whispered words to.
Send to me your silent
conversations where
nothing is spoken but,
everything conveyed.
The distance of the fall
may be long for some,
and short for others.
Do not succumb to
the fear in your chest
instead embrace it,
transform it,
find the balance in
it’s innate chaos
and hope that
your anticipation of
being reached for and
caught by sturdy arms is
not a fallacy.
I met a girl who
I swear was like the wind
always slipping through
my outstretched fingers.
she could make your
blood run cold
all while
warming your heart
in her silence.
she had the ocean
in her voice
and the waves in her
fingertips always leaving
me breathless in her
movement.
there wasn’t just fire
in her lips
no,
It was in her smile,
and her tongue,
and in her gaze
that spread through
your lungs and always
seemed like it was aimed
directely to the center of
your chest.
when she leaves
she’ll go with two things,
a goodbye
and your smile.
When I die
bury me in words
beautiful enough
to make me believe
I lived a benevolent life.
Before I met you,
I could look up
towards the sky
and see the
possibilities
in the spaces
kept between
the stars
now, all I see is the
loneliness in the
shadows
streched in between
them.
1-4
1.
I had a dream last
night, you had gave me the great
pleasure of tracing

2.
The lenght of your neck
down to your body with my
calloused unsure hands,

3.
I swear if only
for a small moment in space
we were in perfect

4.
tune and you hit all
of the notes when my fingers
touched between your spaces.
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