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I am ready 

for both answers 

to be true. 

I’ve long since 

applied my 

protective layers 

guarding me from 

the girl who has 

no real way of knowing 

my stained hands 

beg for her. 

That touch she brings

in slow-motion detail

how I long for her

everything 

that glitters and shines 

in my drunken haze. 

I can only repeat 

she has meant,

the world to me. 

I Admire beauty 

in things 

holding time 

carefully for that

one-time chance kiss. 

Crawl inside her 

admire the pictures 

all the beautiful photographs 

that highlight 

this side of her 

that hurts to be away.  

I can take a part 

from today and show you

how it reminds me of her. 

Sitting comfortabley

waiting on her 

keeping safe from 

the jagged truth

there’s so much time

I want with her. 

Truly, 

there are words that 

faithfully surround 

the effort I feel for her. 

She’s my one. 

My kind. 

My Spirit.