Love suits you well,
Like a tall
Cylindrical vase of water
Filled to the brim,
Tipped and pouring out,
Like laugh lines
Leathered into
Sun baked skin.
Unmatched, I stand by,
Let my loneliness expand
Into the black hollow of my chest
And blossom in dark,
Perpetually happy
For everyone else.
--Alicia (2012)
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