spindled from treble clefs

my heart belongs to the sea,

that reflects the sky, which 

in turn, replenishes the sea

when it has gone dry.

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the glow of sunrise

slips through my blinds

and makes the harsh mess

of my cluttered desk

softer and full of

purpose. 

the sun continues to climb

as the last few minutes

of precious sleep

slip away.

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it’s hot and there

is a breeze that

won’t reach me.

it teases my blinds

and makes the sunlight

dance.

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jasmine fills the air

with a heavy fog of

approaching summer

and the end of youth.

a gentle breeze carries

and whispers

“do not worry”

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there are thin lines

of lightened skin on 

my right ring finger

where i wear 

a silver band of promise.

a promise to you and

to me because we 

are two pandas in love.

there is a thin line 

of lightened skin on

my left wrist and covering

that thin line of lightened 

skin is a bracelet, twisted 

and stained with blue paint.

one of many memories

past, present, and future. 

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tonight i lie here listening to songs

that remind me of your smile and

the way you look at me and just

the way our love was and will be. 

i hold close to me that jacket 

that you held on to for a while.

it has your scent, something

i miss quite dearly. and i’m

so terribly sorry for my

childish actions and my 

lack of cooperation.

i still love you and always will.

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You’re the sky

after the rain

with its shock

of blue and

ash clouds and 

shadows of lights.

My sweet little 

star in the

weeping heavens

above.

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