The sunrise comes after endless years of night.

I don’t know how many eternities I can wait to be with you again.  I want to slice out this parasite of want and need until I am my own again.  Not the moon reflecting the sun until she is seen. My heart betrays my head through fault of your eyes.  Mirrors too clear.

I see you.

Halfway wish I could cut this sight out too. Self-blinded to the kind of love that locks you out of paradise.

Always getting kicked out of the garden.

I offered you (am offering, will offer) the apple.

You’ve said yes every time.


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