We kiss after skittering around each other for years.
Struck by lightning, our lips scatter.
Crossed stars won’t keep us apart.
We steel ourselves to become magnets,
Pulling ourselves steadily back together.
Our lips stitch back together.
We stay.
Stubborn stones rooted in the ground.
Stealing sweet nothings no one wants us to exchange.
But we both know the exchange rate by heart, mind, and soul.
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For some reason, this has become one of my favorite poems.
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i saw your tweet too! thank you!
i wrote it years ago during my final year of college. i put it in my capstone portfolio too, and i believe my professor said 1) it was the best put together portfolio and 2) it had the most variety of content of the ones he’d read this year.
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