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Nov 2020
This is where I will love you,
from the waves of your storms,
and the echoing wind from the east,
they are no anchorage,
but the way you soundβ€”
it was close to home.

Because truth is darling,
your brokenness is the place
where I am going to stayβ€”
forget the unburning cigars
you left on my lipsβ€”
it burnt me off to the
patches of your kiss,
the swirling black holes
you have tug on my chestβ€”
all warm with the rainfall of
chrysanthemum petals.

This is where I will love you,
no sunrises or moonfallβ€”
it does not entangle with
star-written poetry
you took halfway,
the late-night drive
that ends with
laying down on
your chest or
the subway walks
that we ended up
chasing the moon.

darling, this is where I will love you,
from the ends of your fall,
to the last bit of your
sunsets.
𝓷𝔂𝔁
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𝓷𝔂𝔁  luna
(luna)   
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   Leane
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