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I tell him not to jump in it,
(he’s just changed his pants and
I’ll have to take him back to his father all wet)
but he doesn&rsq..
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Pinsand needles in my toes
after I gave you a backrub,
sitting on the bed,
cutting off the ciculation through my anklesas you typed
and ty..
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Branches stretch up to the pale sun
and a few hopeful buds
coil close to the bark,
huddled away from
sudden gusts of chilled wind.
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Ripped jeans and white tees,
black socks and low-rise chucks
(red)...
Her head of unruly curls
that bounced when she laughed.
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A moment in a photograph;
my lips with yours.
This moment; and
my heart, too.
I don’t want it.
A caterpillar in a jar.
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Dust
And a letter on my nightstand,
Unreadable print, saying
I will always love you.
Now,dust
And a letter on my nightstand.
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Written: August 22, 2011
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To bed.He sighs it softly,grazing my shoulderwith his calloused hand.Come to bed.
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