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I yearn to feel your tree bark arms the moss settling in-between your ribs, puddles of rain water gathering above your collarbones I wonder if you smell like dogwood or lilacs or overgrown grass the wrinkles on the backs of my hands are starting to look like roadmaps all pointing to you, even though I don't know where "you" is somewhere drying up underneath the sand brittle bones and cactus hearts I have mustered through futile attempts at growing a garden with someone else the plants never bloom or die with the first breathe they take But I have cleared out this space in my backyard for you It may just be an empty graveyard overflowing with dirt and ghosts that haunt me when I am weak but it is for you and me so we can grow
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
you give me something to think about
I yearn to feel your tree bark arms the moss settling in-between your ribs, puddles of rain water gathering above your collarbones I wonder if you smell like dogwood or lilacs or overgrown grass the wrinkles on the backs of my hands are starting to look like roadmaps all pointing to you, even though I don't know where "you" is somewhere drying up underneath the sand brittle bones and cactus hearts I have mustered through futile attempts at growing a garden with someone else the plants never bloom or die with the first breathe they take But I have cleared out this space in my backyard for you It may just be an empty graveyard overflowing with dirt and ghosts that haunt me when I am weak but it is for you and me so we can grow
so I wrote this for you
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
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