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the clouds blur the sky together in pinkish orangey hues
spread sweetly along pale morning blue,
sweet, but here i am softly missing you,
let the gravel underneath my heel press into the truth
of my steps, one by one despite wanting two,
words spill in my brain & get caught under my tongue too
raw to be spoken without tearing through
all of the inside stuff massed in stew
that simmers & steams a breath of curlique,
my language of heart doesn't woo very easily darling..
but it's genuine.
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