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A Week Of Kisses i. The first day I told you I loved you, I imagined kissing your shoulder, Well before I thought about your lips. Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly, But more importantly, It’s because I know things can spiral quickly, If things start shifting After we lay down the concrete. So I kiss the foundation, Before we reach the soil. ii. The second day I told you I loved you, I imagined kissing your elbow, Because it holds together the touch And the flex. But truly, To exhibit it, I must kiss the joint that bends And combines us together. iii. The third day I told you I loved you, I lay my lips to your temp

I lost my sight In a world Of ephemeral light Hiding a sea of glass Which I willfully dived into In the hopes to grab the stars Reflected in those mirrors. I lost my heart In a fantasy Of perfected eternity Guising the struggles and pain Which are wrought From such delusion And ignorance Of true hardened love. I lost my soul In a frozen hell From which I've lost the right to leave. My demons tie me down And I hold them close For they're the only things Which bring me warmth. And I live In this silent torture Of my own selfish design In the hopes These things I've lost Will one day be returned to me.