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I love
I love you.
I know that’s just meAnd you
And there are hundreds
Of millions
Of haters
Of hated.
But I love you.
But you’re my best friend.
I love you for phone calls -
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The wind blows the grass down
Why can the wind
Be blowing
That piece of grass down
One moment
And not the next?
There’s a scientific answerI bet
And usually that’s what I’m looking for.
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A few Julys ago
Remember the girl?
She’s in second grade,
Maybe
Blond brown curls
Blue green eyes.
She’s sitting on the top metal pole of the fence
Chipped green paint
Loves
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Anthophile- MK
I was once a girl in love with a flower,
delicate and soft.
So I picked this flower and brought it home,
deciding it was better off with me.
If only I knew calamity would follow
if the flower was no longer free.
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melting over glimpses of you
Wishing I could,
stuck with I can’t
because of nerves
that refuse to say goodbye.
Heart is obsessed,
mind is stressed,
with my heart
yelling at my mind,
and my mind
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A Sort of Ode to Joy
I got home from work at nine o’clock and decided that I would go down, through the gate, across the creek–socks mushy all of a sudden in my Adidas sneakers–and into the meadow for a walk without stopping to see anyone.
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The sun
you're not
leaving yet. no,
i'll glue your limbs to the pavement,
lower your waving hand,
tell you
something to make your eyes crinkle
again.
again,
again,
again.
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twelve months of dreaming
I have this dream
where the sky is dark,
moon illuminating,
faded stars surrounding it,
that I gaze at from
the top of my roof.
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If only things hadn't changed
I guess I'm happy for you.
Actually, I really am.
At least, I'm expected to be.
Because, if you can't be proud
of one of your best friends,
can you really be proud of
anyone.