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Push

all alone i sit here typing
the chatter of the keys
rain
contrasting forests
flowers flourish
bask in the glory
of the day

it’s over now.
moon shining
the beauty
of your face
against the knight
sky

i can’t reach you
my fingers slip
off your shoulder
and i can feel you skin
tingle under my grasp

when i touch you
my heart sinks
into the pacific
the water douses
the flame
to a mere
match
that can be lit to
melt through
the strongest steel

but matches die.

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