His Stars

January 5, 2009
By Myrah SILVER, Jacksonville, Florida
Myrah SILVER, Jacksonville, Florida
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Dear Heart,
“We will never cease.”
He told me that too, that I
Was his star.
Initials and proclamations
Cut on the walls, a binding contract
That whispers, “I just want to think
That he loves me…”

Your letters curl in the wet
And your kisses melt in the fire
Because, how can you love
Both of us?
You promised me you’d never lie,
And yet, we’ve all had a good cry today.


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