The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
SCHUYLERI descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.
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I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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I don’t want to be a saint, I want a love I don’t fight alone to keep.
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I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Please come here, but not too close.
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I’m thinking about how early the spring flower buds rise up from the grass; just barely on winter’s heels. How uncomfortable, how cold the soil must be, still half-frosted, when the roots start to take shape.
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I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
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I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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