lunchbreak verse

dearest thought
how well you weave your way through my mind
but you melt through my nicely crafted box
of things i have saved
in picture or word

come take shape
i wish you would just walk by my side
on a leather leash of quotation marks
neatly engraved
with my initials

a line of ink
to draw breathing, melodic sunlight
sealing heartbeats in a gilded jar
creating to crave
holding in part

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  1. I’m am not smart enough to understand this. but it sounds very nice. and I like imagining you speaking it.

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