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Why
Why
does every word
you say
remind me
of a better day
 1d dropwort
Irma
To love, is to wait , to feel , to notice , to hear, to care without expecting to be loved too.
I stretched far enough
to hug the moon—
and it didn’t flinch.
It stayed—unbothered,
like it had been waiting.
 1d dropwort
nivek
brazen as brazen is
constantly practised
in the sight of all
A bit of pollen mars your eyebrow
I bite back a laugh at the cheesiness
My heart softens in wonder.  
You could destroy me.
The warmth of hearing sweet words,
Its touches soft and tender.
My fingers ache from its constant reminder,
Becoming citrus words—as my touch is torn.
Wanted to try something different
If humans had no emotions,

poetry wouldn't have existed.
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