
I know why it happens
(it’s because)
You’re magnificent
Brilliant in your aliveness
Pulling us in like gravity.
I know, too, that I’m lucky
(or was)
A random outcome
One of countless possibilities
In a universe only you understand.
When it happens
The pain
burns
jabs
rises
then falls.
I couldn’t put you in a box
Kiss the lid
Store you under my bed
I couldn’t make you
my keepsake.
She’s defiant
You’re alive
Your hands
on her feet
(later)
Your bodies
on the dance floor
It’s splendid
to watch.
The rage
fills
tugs
demands
to be fed.
(Shall I?)
(Must I?)
I can slip back into the shadows
merging with the soil
You’re beautiful
Wild
Just like you should be
And so is she.
Why does it hurt?
A curious thing, pain
enough to dig deeper
poke around
for answers.
It’s because
I’ve given you everything
and you still
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…go looking
elsewhere.
Just had to add the last three words 😉 writer tick.
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