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Love, Why don’t you come already? My patience is frail; Breathing its last moments. Waiting for you Has made this woman Intolerable to herself; And staring at the moon While its not out many nights Is no longer a bandage When you’re met by the tree out front With bottles for leaves Don’t be disheartened To see you often, I switched water for my kickstarter Please, Get on the road already Its now winter The sun is no longer bothersome I’ll hold out till summer So I’ll be ready with a bouquet I can give you that much time. The gifts you sent Have lived many lives And their ghosts, Are on every corner of the house Telling me they’re impatient to leave When you’re met by many holes on the lawn We’ll patch them after we’ve kissed Long after we’ve had many kisses
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May 30, 2021
May 30, 2021 at 4:49 PM UTC
Where Are You?
Love, Why don’t you come already? My patience is frail; Breathing its last moments. Waiting for you Has made this woman Intolerable to herself; And staring at the moon While its not out many nights Is no longer a bandage When you’re met by the tree out front With bottles for leaves Don’t be disheartened To see you often, I switched water for my kickstarter Please, Get on the road already Its now winter The sun is no longer bothersome I’ll hold out till summer So I’ll be ready with a bouquet I can give you that much time. The gifts you sent Have lived many lives And their ghosts, Are on every corner of the house Telling me they’re impatient to leave When you’re met by many holes on the lawn We’ll patch them after we’ve kissed Long after we’ve had many kisses
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May 30, 2021
May 30, 2021 at 4:49 PM UTC
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