I saw him go
I knew he would
and every day that fell from the clock
I loved him more
Watched as he delivered mail for free, danced with other women, around poles
around me
So I tied his shoe laces to my chair
stole his free smile, three seconds selfishly
offered my eyes until he was in my arms
looking back at me
It wasn’t until I kissed him goodbye
that I realized,
flowers in the desert bloom so quickly!
And how lucky was I
before it had come and gone away
Inhaled deeply
the intoxicating bouquet
I love how this poem shifts toward the end like a sonnet. & i miss the shit out of u by the way.
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