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you are not broken, i tell you, just incompleted

there is a hole in your heart and it whispers lies in your ear

i kiss the constellations tattooed over the crook of your neck

my lips wrap around gemini, scorpio, and the big dipper

i brush the tip of my tongue against the freckles on your cheeks

tasting molten suns and shattered moons

i wrap my fingers around your bruised mind

and you stare back into mine with empty eyes

as i pour healing in the form of love into your existence

let me complete you, darling

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