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lift

when I fell for you

I handed you my feet

that night in the city

my lips forgave ****** down Haight street

we searched for cigarettes

I slammed to my knees

I still can't believe you were right there with me

I found your mouth

your hands

my hands

your back (I want you back)

& you

you

with all my attention, darling

I watched you ride off with it

I watched your eyes

I watched you leave

you took my bones and breath

I'm a paper bag

I am just dead leaves

useless as wreaths

and I'll sit

i'll stay, a good girl

a good girl

I'm great at waiting

Patient like the dead

a professional faker

& suddenly yours, nonetheless

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julie-butler
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Apr 23, 2015
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