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For Stacy

My love for you;

unbearably defiant

of any possible description.


To constrict it

with linguistics

would only desecrate

the precious delicacy

of our friendship.



Were I a witch,

I'd manifest a malediction

to curse the distance that

keeps us from endless hours

of coffee cups and conversation


One spirit split

between us;

Separate vessels

navigating tempests

in our passionate sea.


Decades cannot

fray the lace

of our embrace;

you are my soul's

companion.

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  1. we ran for months
    on splintered bare feet
    that cigarettes squished beneath
    when i found
    i was chasing my shadow.
    i looked up, i looked within.
    what i sought
    crumpled in an unknowing place.
    what i needed
    i was never without:

    your pendant words create
    pretty echos, they
    defy the hollow.
    when worn in my heart
    my heart's less worn.
    if there was no other
    happiness to learn
    i would still know
    that the love of a soul
    divided still goes,
    transcends liminality,
    and evades this doom.

    so thank you
    from the place we've flown
    so beyond words
    beyond all love i know
    and back again.
    here's to you
    to the fear you ease
    to the smiles you light
    to a future lonely night
    when these memories will rescue me
    so simply.

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