Dec 2, 20221 min read

Honest Contradictions/knightly

the moon floats

on the surface of a dark sea

asking to be plucked

by my hand

or maybe yours

I want it for myself

but I'd rather see black

knowing you have light

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when the car vanished and I fell shadows were waiting but so was she arms reaching all the way around not to lift but to hold to sink...

I am in pain too I want to say as if that can take some of yours away *

cold words are cold comforts *