Tuesday, November 8, 2016










I want to know everything there is to know 
about you getting old,
about you getting tired,
& taking it out on me
because I'm the closest someone to you,
because I feel it all from you
& you let me.
I'm the reflection in your eyes,
you notice the light & dark in mine
& this stays sacred with honesty.
We listen even when one or both of us is angry.
We keep passion blushing.
We slay stubborn hearts with jokes.
We uncross our arms to possibilities.
We rest assuredly 
that everything is alright 
in the morning.

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