CXIX

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The answers you gave

clarity bestowed on

my curiosity embedded for months

but like roses for a future date

started to wither and become frail


My mind trying to process

mumbled all the wrong words and even worse

lost touch with speaking when your actions were in question


On the porch

shaded sun and grey stone

i clung to you for safety

my eyes watching yours

sensing your presence and embodying touch

and losing another battle held for a better day.


-dropped

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