eager fingers slip inside
deep creases of lust, tracing
hidden meridians
of despair obscured by hope
at some point we chose
to fold ourselves
into each other and
disappear. i smoothed
my wrinkled planes
and blunted corners,
preparing my emptiness
for new dreams
full of pulpy moons
and plentiful tides
but we grew bored
of flat seams and glass seas
we were so sure
would forever please
yearning for more
worldly things
you traded your heart
for paper wings
then took to the skies
my heart nearly torn
bounced helpless in a swale
until i showed her
she could float
by folding myself into
a red paper boat
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