silence in small doses.

his lips are chalk outlines..
her's suffer a seamless kiss.

his hands are tombstones..
and she is bathing in his beautiful tears.

casket black wings..
wrapped in pretty pink bows..
singing the epitome of emptiness into his dreams..
tilts the lampshade to reveal the spineless promise she is.

an audience to his pending arrival..
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and the questions soar above our heads like lanterns in a storm.

they singe my skin with prying fingers.

is he yours?
is he yours?
is he yours?

the words run off the page.
the days melt across my skin.

i'll wait until he claims me.
i'll wait until he claims me.
i'll wait until he claims me.


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a screeching showerhead..
a cloudy room that smells like a dream..
i am a guest in this house..
but it feels like home.

and as i near his room..
beer bottles line the hallway..
with memories trapped inside them.

my heart and i gather outside his door like anxious children..
oh but i am a woman..
seeking a man.

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a battlefield below his eyes.

sockets sunken like ancient ships.

his sweat glistens like enamel.

his spine curves inward..
as an abrupt silence swallows his strength.

his breath departs..
his voice trembles..
and both descend like ribbons toward the concrete.

he is trusting you.

with his eager bones..
and weary heart..
he is trusting you.


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into the darkness.. i walk alone.. with my tarnished starlight in hand.

into the past.. i search for the only lips that conceal my future.

her outline..

beneath cotton sheets of sunlight..

is swelling with the emptiness of an unattended wound.

each and every breath is defined by words she longs to scream.

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On her best friend's porch..

She was safe inside the silent promise of his heartbeat.

He.. no longer broken.. held her against him..

and for the first time found a vacant space inside his veins..

for her.

They hung above the brick steps..

Wrapped around each other like parentheses..

And there..

They simply hovered.

And there..

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the water banks begin to whisper..

drowned out the sound of your voice forging "hello"..

and guide your integrity to the surface.

looking up towards the sky, like a daughter would her mother..

and sinking inside it like a golden promise..

like a warm embrace.

i placed my pain inside a border of desolate petals..

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..and make it sound like a promise come true..

..like a thousand promises come true..

there is noise.

there is music.

and then..

there is..

your voice.

it's a rough draft.

it's a polished capsule.

it's a promise in full bloom.

pulsing.. and emerging..

breaking.. and becoming..

thriving.. and nurturing..

it is..

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