she set a jar
beneath her pillow
said it would catch her dreams
for a rainy day

i held a jar
beneath her cheeks
in which to catch her fallen tears
in hopes of finding a cure

we placed a jar
beneath our bed
to catch the passion as it flowed
from our writhing bodies

three empty jars
were all that remained
three empty prayers
three hopes gone astray

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