when i die
i want you to take my heart
and calcify it
then wrap it in every poem
i wrote about my feelings for you
let it drink in the love i spilled
the words drenched in you
your beauty
of wildflowers in your hair
your blood
like wine stains upon my lips
let the memory
of it’s soft beating
keep you company
through the long night
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…so don’t eat it then?
hhmmm… there went THAT idea…
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you do you tara caribou, you do you.
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