Hang my poem

Hang my poem on your wall

The one that is written for you

Light it up

Let’s crash against the other wall

And recite it

After we transcend this reality

Feeling your breath on my shoulder

Half way into the poetry

We both fall


Only to wake up in minutes

And you hold my hand

Place it where it matters

And I sleep laugh

You sleep laugh

You hold my hand

To your room

Where one of your stories hang on the wall

Lit in fairy lights

And we take up roles in your story

Falling asleep again

Waking up the same way

We slept

And they say volumes about what love is

And I think it is right there

Every morning when I wake up

next to you.

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