We see the sunlight in each other's eyes....
echoing the natural rise...

The sight of a church so large, resting
calmly so high above your eyes, mounted...

Fighting for you-
is the trickiest kind of love...

Her heart reclaims winter-
spiralling in between birth and flight...

You broke my heart,
and the worst part is...

.
hands twisted in the mud...

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I view the day as a hallucination...

I'll be here,
whatever "here" means...

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It was a perfect choice...

Right now, I would rather be furious,
be the percussion that storms ally with...

I hang a bulb
off my ceiling fan...

[I]
I am too young to feel this aged, time slowly...