I’m not
thinking straight
which is why
I should walk away
from this poem
that’s forcing me
to write it—
I know I shouldn’t
the way I’ve fallen
out of love
and right back into it
with a man so singular
and extraordinary
I could improve
about his existence—
but before I pull myself
away from this page
and from his life—
which I was never
invited into—
I need to thank him
for making
every color in the world
a little more vibrant
and for replacing
some of my darkness
with his light.



 photo by Deanna Morae 


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