mending restoration

May 13, 2012 Posted by the writer

mending restoration

My shoulders rolled. To a back crack
Today. For the first time. I thought
Of you. And him. And life. And me.
A solution of we. That you were never
Part of. Belief in one life. Was
Not good enough for your standard.
He arrived. Strong hands. Carved back. Honest
Like everything. You think you are
Above. I rose. And fell. I skinned
Knees. Elbows. Shins. Soul. While
You allowed and gloated within how
Tender my scrapes stay. And he kisses
Every broken piece.

 

 

 

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