She wears it
Like heartache
The sun burns a guiding light through me.
Amidst moments of silence
I bellow to myself.
Amidst moments of silence
I am beside myself.
She wears it
Like a bleeding heart
Awaiting the day when it's all dried up
And reconstructed with sutures.
She wears it
Like a tabletop blessing
Wrapped in disguise
Over appetizers and alcohol.
She wears
Two sleeves
Two legs
One heart
One mind
All mine
All written
All spoken
Just fine.
And when the day comes
And when the morning sun shines
And when the moon rises above the horizon line
Energies and hearts
And souls
And experiences
And chances
All combined
The perfect ingredients
Crafted for the love of a lifetime.
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