you believed in the velvet sky
& i, i believed in you
so if somewhere there's a crush
of fabric thick as ink, please
break through & brush my hair
out of my eyes
in one sweeping movement;
touch my eyelids,
cool them, they're on fire
from the tears & desperation
that's all of me.
do you want me
to join you now?
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