Daily Archives: August 3, 2012

Repertoire


I’d do a thousand things,
bury my head into a thousand burrows
before I could forget how magic
your name feels on my tongue.
say we apologize and revive this
last nothingness
Would our love beam back to
when poetry meant revolution
and a mark by fire wasn’t a burn but
an ignition?

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