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| blueberries_for_you |
thinking of you. twelve days this side of pregnant, wanting our child, then realizing that frustrating inadequacy is a factor. until your acceptance becomes the faith i need to believe myself a father. it was underneath the mexican moonlight we removed our clothes piece by piece. i watched our shadows, two become one, moving upon the fallen jacaranda flowers, some that become tangled in your hair. i found them still a day later. |
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