remember when these were our masterpieces that were hung on the fridge or on our bedroom walls, glorified for all to see? remember when we decided we had to be older?
childhood painting
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first kiss
we weren't even close to fairy tales. but
your hands clasped in mine felt like satiny silk
on a wedding dress made for
this warmth that pricks my heart full of
blood and oxygen that tastes of you
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time
every second I think
this is the oldest I have ever been
this is the youngest I will ever be again
this second is gone this one too
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tell me i can stay
tell me I cannot drink the air;
yet the smoke on the horizon curls like a finger,
inviting me to taste February in the wind
and know time is running out
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