I was an angel once, caught in the grace of his love. Then I felt myself falling. He had ripped out my wings and taken away the grace of his love without so much as a goodbye. The blood from the unhealing wounds where my wings once were provide the ink that I use to pour out my soul on paper.

2nd May 2012

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When (at first)

jayarrarr:

Beware —
My love is fierce
    and fleeting as the sun.

Come to me
        on days I want
             (to get lost in)
     the insufferable irony
          of your touch.

I’m not one for mornings, but
         I’ll sip the sex you slipped
               into my coffee, and smile,

And wait
For another way, another day —
Another you
       (who sings the same song
           in a slightly different key).

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