UNDER PRESSURE

To write anything
to push the clouds out of my mind
I remember
what it was like to kiss
someone you love for the first time
really
not as passionately, crazy
as a bee on a daisy flower
without pressure
optional
and so crazy
new
primordial...
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Under pressure
to write again, something deep
to carve myself into your heart
wide
while the gloomy clouds tighten around me
I give in
and write too much
and write
and erase...
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Under pressure
I realize
only the little things matter
so I give in
and let the letters
fly
just like the first kiss
the one
that made the planet
turn upside down...