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Gap
Gap
Meaning (buried)

Listening (feigned)

Interpretation (twisted)

Understanding (an illusion)
"At first I didn't think I could handle
How deep you are.
-You're so incredibly deep.-
I wasn't sure if I should get involved.
But honestly,
It makes everything so much better,
And it's one of my favorite things
About you."
But her most precious jewels
Were his lucid blue eyes,
And they watched
As the porcelain dripped
From her fragile skin.
The leaves hover down
And lacy silhouettes,
Bold against lavender skies
Cradle the musty fall air.
Gentle hazel eyes
Crinkle up and reflect;
There’s nowhere
She’d rather be
But here.
He's the sunken tear drop
That bleeds her ink opaque.
He said he couldn’t look into my eyes

Because he was afraid he would lose it.

(But Love, I would find you again)
What the seamstress held,
Was still lacy, yet.
It was that from inside
her small frayed chest:
A heart, being stitched
With delicateness.
The touch of his star-lit skin
upon her chest
was replaced by the crushing
weight of the moon.

— The End —