muse II

that first night in union,

you told me how you love the way

a conversation builds a private world around the people in it,

as we struggled brick by brick to do the same,

our castle hazy and magnificent by morning.

 

i’m sorry that it’s come to seem as if

i was just using you for your

poetry.

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