we fall once again to the
harrowing, blinding intensity
of this love seeking to
define itself, seeking to
break the confines of
what we have named it
but what is it really?
except a safe harbor for
hearts crippled repeatedly
by distrust and disbelief,
by disheveled despair
yet i clutch steadily to
the tethers you have left,
for all the world to see.
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