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the moon knows more than us.
the moon knows more than us
its hard to love her.
it’s hard to love the person your mother sees you to be.
it’s fun to love you.
pretty to love someone like the moon does.
there are no words on my mind nor my tongue, yet i speak to you, no clearer than two minutes younger.
if we stay beneath these sheets, the day will fade
and your wondrous lips will move u...
Saturday 3rd October 2020 7:30 pm
Do you love me now?
Do you love me now?
After I’ve gone to such lengths to straighten out
the kinks and fill in the chinks in my armour.
I try to smile and look respectable,
though it’s my reputation on the line and not yours,
and here the line is curved and squiggly.
It’s not just god, faith and honour anymore,
though I’m willing to try, even if the cost is terrible.
Do you love me now?
...Monday 28th March 2016 5:19 pm
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