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5/2-6/26/25
maybe we could have been lovers
this giant, on her shoulders, I offer incense, knives
flowers of words that burst forth from me, from my heart
…………………………………………………………………….…………..………………………………..my wild heart
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..my radiant heart
……………………………………………………………………………….……………….………..…….………………..my burning heart
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………..………….………………..my reverent heart
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….………….………………………..my hidden heart
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..my rebel heart
………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….……………………..my open heart
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….……………………..my broken heart
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………….…………………..my bleeding heart
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..“red, red heart”
……………..…………………………………………………..……………………………..hot blue
…………………………………………………..in the blacklight
…..born true to a half moon
beating bright against the darkness: free as any bird………………………………………………………………………………..
I honour her: heart
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