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May 2017
You're a full moon
That illuminates my car at night.
We could have a love like Bonnie and Clyde.
You could steal my heart and I could try to steal yours.
No one knows the rhythm and hums you play behind closed doors.
We could make music together
And maybe the world would treat us better.
You'll lose your toes and what's left of your mind
While I marry a man who leaves me so easy to find.
Behind bars we dream of the other
Or the love for our fathers and mothers.
We start with our bullets in cases
But they get blown into the wrong places.
Now with the holes in our chests that we could fill with the love of another,
We sit and hold together as our bodies waste because we wanted to love each other.
I had been so afraid of the dark
But with my moon in the sky I could see my mark.
With my eyes closed and my head on your shoulder,
I couldn't imagine us getting older.
Started googling Bonnie and Clyde the other day to read up on their history and I keep thinking about it.
Natassia Serviss
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Natassia Serviss  Non-binary/Arizona
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