for love.

7 Dec

i’ve written pages in your honor
filled with senseless imaginations
of the greatest clarity.
my pen drips heavily
with the vulnerability
my lips are scared to speak.
and yet, my poetry cannot reach
this thing i feel.

you have always been too big for words,
that’s why i paint you.
how do i color with form
not strong enough to carry you?

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