YOU COMPLETE MY CONSTELLATION

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connect the stars,
of my constellation.

the ones that pervade across the plush of my worried cheeks.

they're every where you point your doe eyes to.

reveal the deep cosmos that lurk,
far inside, of me.

pry open my hardened pride
with the pliers of your gentle heart,

and reach into my blackened soul
with this little thing you call,
your voice.

— please, for a little moment, breathe, with me

a poem about my freckles.

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