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July 23, 2002

please take this wrinkled receipt
so i can exchange those words i said
growing from the outside in didn’t fit
let your smile land on my cheek and we’ll shove this boat offshore
overcome the black nail scrapes that scream
on these chalkboard hearts
melt into my mind – let me breathe you in
the night is aglow with celebration
stars lit for only you and i
radiant are fingertip touches and no words
sit there, sit nice
watch me watch you