Take Apart The Corners Of My Love

#Take Apart The Corners Of My Love

  Take apart the corners of my love.  Round     

  off the edges. Sand and smooth every plane   

  to better suit your comfortableness.   

  Shave down my hard, abrasive splinters and  

  splice in soft whispers, warm kisses, cool   

  fingertips tracing the places where your  

  wings should sprout, start’ling and impossible  

  from each shoulder-blade.  Take apart the corners  

  of my love. Heal the wounds from lovers past.   

  Show me there's a future without loss, where  

  hope is not a lie that gets you killed, where  

  desire is met with desire and both  

  fulfilled. Take apart the corners of my  

  love, my love. Stand with me on street-corners  

  and hold my hand without looking ashamed.   

  Order obnoxious food at restaurants  

  and laugh when I love my chocolate oysters.   

  Come with me to my father's funeral  

  and hold my hair while I puke my heartache   

  into the hotel toilet.  Take apart  

  the corners of me –

            replace them all with you.

   

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