To Hell and back, with Love
For a moment,
I thought it best to shatter that green glass slipper—instead, I tucked it away, beneath my lonely bed. And at night, I’d dream of the lifetimes we spent dancing
beneath the burning hearts of our ancients,
but I could no longer feel the heat your breath upon the back of my neck as I slumbered. I’d long since forgotten the depth of your eyes, the blessings of your scent invading my nostrils.
Yet, I clung sure to the sweep of your lashes
down my bust
as we lay in that field of dancing Lion’s Tooth.
And then just as sure as the spiral of the Milky Way
You sought me, and from beneath my dimmed prism you pulled the other half of my heart
still beating, and for its price, you gave me back the half you’d carried since the time I close my eyes ahead of you.
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