To never see the intimacy
Paint my throat with gravel
Swallow every word
perfection holds for only a moment
The feeling flutters like a bird
I stumble as they fly by
Memories of the light pulled away
I'd never see your face again
One final grip to say farewell
Wrapped the story in duct tape
Soon the edges fray
Wrote a poem in sharpie marker
I fear the words will fade away