sweep an arm across the sky,
watch the scattered constellations
confessing a thousand loves.
/
lay still, and stiller still,
intertwined and silent.
hearts sync and sink.
/
falling bullet stars,
your back takes the brunt,
and I rub salt on raw wounds.
/
still, still, both so still.
I don’t know when I end.
I don’t know when you begin.
/
I can’t tell where we end,
and the velvet heavens begin.
we are iridescent.
/
words whispered, words breathed,
from your lips to my ears.
fragmented, they rise,
/
quick-burning vapor,
to join the doomed and dying loves,
that rip through your back.
/
I love you,
that’s what you said;
admission, vow, plea.
/
but I didn’t know how.
so I let your love burn in and up,
tried to feel something from the flames.
/
still still, I lie alone,
the shield of your body gone.
I still feel nothing as I’m ripped apart.
//
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Chloë J.
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