Meant To (poem)
Meant to cook and meant to clean
Meant to rise and do the thing
for F and Y
There’s a moment, beautiful and new
Where I open my eyes and see you
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For K and B
the golden sea within your eyes
an innocence devoid of lies
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For K and B
fire and light within my soul
stand by your side, let this be known
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For K and B
there’s a kind of lightning in the tongue
fired up when hea’en and earth were young
a light that shines but only in a heart
a passion that can pierce the fiercest dark
For F and Y
let me breathe, I need to breathe
see the waters boil and seethe
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bright lamp on the wood beside my window
keeping watch with steady eye and yellow
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call me something, anything,
I used to say,
as though just having a name
was good, though it wasn’t
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I could be bold
like the colors of ancient crayons
unlikely adjectives sprawled
over the yellow labels
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So many things that I should write
If words would come, my day be bright (more…)