Thursday, November 29, 2012

myself, my heart, you

Written 2/07

I placed "myself" up in the sky,
in emboldened letters,
if you looked skyward;

I placed "my heart" in slick
italics on every shirt
you ever wore;

I put "you" in curlicues
on every mirror
in our apartment;

But you never saw my
penmanship, because 
the words don't read well
on their own,

And "myself," "my heart," and "you,"
doesn't read as well as
I love you
straight from my lips,
swallowed in your ears,
and digested in your heart.

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