All i wanted was his sweet lips with clarity
I just wanted him to see the real me
Women, future and being.
Not manifestation of how much at first
Loneliness hurt, and it created an entire person.
I know that it was no accident you chose a rib;
a bone so in love it bow around his poor human heart
I do not regret forfeiting paradise for friendship, but
to weep over a halo sunrise, slowly blanketing a crippled world
I have him, now - completely
outside the doors of paradise
far away from what we really wanted
And although we are each others
we both can only see each others shivering bodies
we cannot touch, cannot hold, all huddled outside the golden gate
but yet we crave.
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