The Kind Of Love

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Airbrush

When we move past the
first few meetings…
Memory seizes to be the CGI
painted by butterflies.
The blemishes forget their airbrush.
When food smudges are no longer
Romantic to wipe off,
You are still the most
beautiful human being.
And I, still the most
Truthful I have ever been

The Letter By The Bed Says

I can find another smile to dive in.
I don’t need to just survive,
I should be thriving.

I’ve got so much to give,
and you name it ‘too much’.
You were there, to catch my flying kisses,
To partner in our flying gymnastics.
My too much is now static.
And, you’re chilled out, like that’s
how its supposed to be.

Well, I don’t feel like being
less, anymore.
I’m not perfect.
and neither are you.
But I don’t see the point, if we
don’t make make each other more.

So, Once Upon A Time, I may have called you
Home
But you left me in an empty cage.
Chained down while you roamed.
I’d never felt
So
Alone.

It may just be time for me
To be
All of my “Too much”

On my own.