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Yeah I know what you’re
for. I know the furtive thinking,
waiting, lips poised at the edge of a
thick glass drunk on wonder
and alone.
I know all your wakings up and your
goings to and fro;
they are set on my collarbone like pearls
swinging. Like
pearls breaking.
Yeah I know what you
are, that longlimbed thinfingered appartion
that sits patiently on my bedsheets
and breaths. Gently. In.
Out.
And beautiful, besides.





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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 29, 2013 at 4:22 pm
I feel as though the speaker feels an emptiness even though she or he may have "the One". It adds more emotions to the poem. I may be wrong but that's what I feel. I love the pear swining part. And the final sentences of breathing in and out. Ah, lovely.
 
MyApocalyptic This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Apr. 29, 2013 at 6:01 pm
Pretty fine interpretation of that, Mckay. Heavens, heavens. Thank you for the comment :)
 
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