You are my
Choky collar,
Broken finger,
Solar system.
You are my last reawakening
And everything I haven’t forgiven.
You are all I've taken
And all that God has given.
You are morning light in my eyes,
And the tremor in my hand as I realize:
You — are everything.
You — a shatter of my soul.
You — the reason I'm out of breath.
You — saturated love and sudden death.
You are
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