rabbit heart
you beat too fast
i stood at the edge
watched you
slip out the door
quick
but smiling
dreamy eyed thing
fluttering
like a red bird
in my hand
i am not dead cells
tonight
not devouring
i am not fear
rest upon my lap
and find comfort
skin
milky and perfect
wreckless
breathing
fingers laced
in flowing hair
truth nearly there
quick
as the morning creeps
and i lay my head
down
and thought
someday
yes someday
but just not today
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