Here the place where we kickstart each other back to...

Here the place where we kickstart each other back to life,

painting cuts on our hearts to remind ourselves of feeling.

Here the bed where we wrote love stories in sex;

where your owl jade eyes wooed me to the beat of jeep on the highway.

Here is the part where you poured sun into me.

Here where you blew saltwater into my lungs.

Here is where I started smoking your brand of cigarettes

and here is where I tried to quit.

Here is what I have:

my hands, they echo your goodbye;

my bones, my spirit, shaking.

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