conjure

I asked the universe
for you.
I asked for the scar
on your face
so I knew it was you.
I asked forĀ 
the soft strength in your voice.
I told herĀ 
that your eyes were made of gold
and you'd love books too.
I told her you were
quiet and patient.

and she listened.

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poemofthedaylovemanifest

◄ dear diary, it's me again

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