Jen

You touched my

Hair and kissed my

Nose and I’m

Enamoured of

You.

If there’s

Anything you see in

Me

What I saw within

You grew.

Your eyes

Shine snowflakes

In lazy summer solar

Rays.

I’d die

If I could

Spend the time caught

In your starstruck 

Gaze.
Besides, you know,

We all die anyway.
Don’t leave but

You did though

You said you’d be

Back.

I’m all 

Alone,

My melon

Cracks.

You’re the

Needle in the

Fucking

Haystack.

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