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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.

Stephanie Briar

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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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