your heart blazed beautifully
against mine
fluttering gentle wings
like a bird who has never
been free
and sometimes the night
is more alluring
than we ever could be
but if i were the center of the universe
you would belong to everyone
and i hate to share
just love me
you say
you who have never painted
a self portrait
and i want to ask who it is
im touching
but you can barely hold eye contact
as is
or maybe it’s just that i like
loving a reflection
of myself
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