In Creases
I could feel my heart folding itself
like one of those kirigami stars
when you spoke so sweetly
My words became frantic, flitting about like fireflies
as they spat wishes upon the blank midnight sky
Perhaps I thought I could steal you from everyone,
press you like paper
in the creases of my dream
but darling, this exquisite moment
is starting to unfold
and you're not here to smooth it
don't go
Copyright © Melissa Wadkins Patterson | Year Posted 2012
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