starcrossed lovers it seems,
we fell apart,
where the kitchen table,
became the surface
on which our dreams
laid sprawled wide open,
n the plans were laid in blood,
as we split our hearts open like
eggs n the bloody yolk
slowly dripped across the open seams,
the moon waving its high light across the windows,
n we said our love
out loud
for the first time,
n laid our fears out like
birds,
n buried there chirping fears
one by one
with our promicing lips...........................
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