draws
pulls
woos me
through the night
each knotted line
wants to unravel
into a cadence
a discontent with
the order of garden rows
it is grateful
for flight
in the open air
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draws
pulls
woos me
through the night
each knotted line
wants to unravel
into a cadence
a discontent with
the order of garden rows
it is grateful
for flight
in the open air
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not to know
the way
betrays me not
but
to notice
me sigh
tells me
you mean
to share
my lot
right there
right there
ahhhh
thank you
without you
there are places
I would never reach
without you
parts of me
I would never meet
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disappears
from the kitchen
they ask me
do you know
where it is
I do not
but then
I remember
I look behind the door
in the kitchen
to my delight
there it is
now to remember
where I am
is ever to be
where I have never
been
before
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