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In The Glassworks

In the glassworks and slide parade,
A craft fair of many feet,
Porcelain glow and rain rich red,
Midnight breath down my neck,
Blowing glass into senseless love gems,
I hold the sacred rubble in my pocket,
Examine our jeweled trash under light,
Warming our chaos between my fingers,
I kiss this dusted scrap of love
That will never make the etchings
Of a Valentine's Day card,
But you and I know that real love
Isn't written in glow-stick ink,
Nor is it the flawless first draft
…the single strike of the jeweler,
A love beyond electricity
Exists in the fallen pieces
That can't stay fallen,
It's in the silent shadow pulse
Daring to emerge once again
To challenge the shrill gravity
And promise the moon to hold
When shoes are beyond budget,
I will get you that moon,
Though we may never be dustless,
I will always find you in the darkness,
The pieces will always be found,
With God's feather touch
And welding fire lips
Entropy will be untorn,
The fire will unburn,
And if not,
If this is a fool's errand,
Then our Lover's Day card
Will be addressed
To: Heaven's Most Adored
From: The Mad Lover In The Lightless Alley
I know of no other desire
Than the pursuit of all that is you,
Be it puzzle pieces folded in blindness
Or smiles lit by halos and fireworks,
I am Oath, I am Pledge, I am Yours

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