poems
as
if
they
ooze out of me like
lyrics in an acoustic
set at some
dark coffee house
but I don't play
guitar any more
and
I hate chai
but I will say this
you're as important today
as you were when we met
and my love for you and everything
you are
you do
you live for
only grows exponentially
it will continue to do so
until the universe recognizes
us
and finally concedes that we will not
end
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