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raptures of months + delicate cloth wrappings, glancing at a pattern lit by soft plastic blinds letting the light in, like smoke through gutterless roof rainfall I’m drinking & it’s daylight dew; as permanent as inked paper, a stained-glass rorschach: standing for intensity, interpreted as love, absolved as growth we’ve been here before, you, the me i see when alone, and i, the we i feel when you lay bare, and we will be here again, oh luck.
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 4:36 PM UTC
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raptures of months + delicate cloth wrappings, glancing at a pattern lit by soft plastic blinds letting the light in, like smoke through gutterless roof rainfall I’m drinking & it’s daylight dew; as permanent as inked paper, a stained-glass rorschach: standing for intensity, interpreted as love, absolved as growth we’ve been here before, you, the me i see when alone, and i, the we i feel when you lay bare, and we will be here again, oh luck.
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 4:36 PM UTC
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