We Loved With Such Difficulty,
We loved with such difficulty,
We loved with tremendous struggle,
But it was always with great pleasure.
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It's midnight. At midnight we do midnight type of shit.
I only will love you - to the end of your lips.
And immediately stop - right after this kiss.
I've forgotten where exactly.
Coffee thought.
Why aren't cookies called, Bakies? You don't cook them, you bake them.
Idea.
If I was Burger King I'd make a better Whopper and call it The Whoppest.
I am from Maize
and the Morning Glory
whose silent bent heads
bring memories of
obedient wives.
I am from pensive
and the introverts,
from fear and leather belts,
whose proud strikes
bruises bloom,
and the flowing crimson
tastes of copper.
I am from lands
where frail leaves
refuse to change
whose wilted and stunted
vines still remember
the mother root.
and the death of great women
whose stories remain
untold.
She has phases like the moon,
each wax and wane equally predictable.
I live by a lunar calendar.
We never had a song together, but we sure as hell had a life together.
Title: Love in the Time of Coronavirus
Medium: Digital Camera
Artist: Local Idiot
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