Hope of a we is the slow
flicker of a
sea green candle
which smells of
clean soap and
your sigh after
making love...
Hope of a we is too
much biting my
lips while I swallow
my pride with my fourth
cappuccino tonight-
searching for the words to beg
for your heart in the
cinnamon dust whipped
cream of my desire for you...
Hope of a we is the salt
of my loss drawing
damp sparkle trails
as I dream of your
gentle hands
tangled heart strings
in my hair as I beg
as I kneel at your feet
for the hope to
become a we...
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