My Voice
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So, all this time you really were
just flesh and bone?
The truth is i loved you once
when wild things nested inside my chest
and you held the wind in your hands.
I remember it was your breath
caught between my lips-
your sigh inside my own
that made me want you so.
I saw my reflection in your eyes -then
long before night rested there
before eternity pulled them closed.
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