I want a love poem

Never had one, you know,

wistful words and swelling

cadence to tuck under my pillow at

night, I'd memorize the words

line by line, letting them

live in me, beating a steady rhythm

into my heart, but

the pages remain empty and

I blend into the background,

white noise, not a symphony.


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