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Miss Ohio Aug 2020
Imagine-

A wilderness
Growing
From this
Freckled chest.
Laughter,
Escaping,
Pink
Love-speaking lips.
Wind-blown
Red curls
A mess.
Wrapped
In a wild-
That I've tried-
But
I can't forget.
Traveling in my mind
To warm nights
I don't regret.
The sound
Of my name
On your
Sweet parted breath-

And the salty taste
Of us,
On my tongue,
Your broken heart
Left.
Miss Ohio Aug 2020
I never thought I'd be someone
With half
An empty bed.
We were merely children,
Babies,
When we first met.

I thought... I thought...
You were built within this space.
Night after night,
Your warm body
Would lay.

And i would get irritated,
Angry even.
About the divvy you'd make.
Lying for hours
On a lazy Sunday.

And now...
It's empty.
No body to make a crease.
And here I am-
Someone
With half
An empty bed.

— The End —