Lion’s Tooth

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Kiss of a Wish by Me

I crave the clarity of black or white. The precise decision of straight lines. The perfect rhythm of your heartbeat. 

I exist in the shady gradient of maybe. The indirect curve of a question mark. The irregular whisper of my sigh. 

We are the contradiction of the perfectly impossible. We are the silky kiss of a dandelion seeking the answer to an unholy prayer. We aren’t meant to be, yet we are.  

©09/2018

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