Give me a clean box 

To put my love in/ 

/I will 

We will be vivid and liquid 

When we are alone 

And lit from within by our 

secrets. 

I will put our letters here 

We will have a happy time 

Even if it should have been 

Done differently/ 

/But what if

Unfinished summers crushed by 

The space that time heavily took 

up. 

Maybe it’s time to break the mirror And leave the windows open 

So that we can finally breathe 

Without anyone watching us/ 

/everybody’s here now 

Voice like blossom petals and bison fur, Light with a gifted touch, salve from good 

women. 

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