identity theft

this blue tenderness

integrates once more

into being

 

the bleary-eyed

succor of her appearance

stealing my will

 

she mingles my love

half-known with

the kisses of strangers until

 

she exhausts my patience

and I decide once again

to blow her away

🌷(3)

◄ smatterings of hope

conditioned surrender ►

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