to leave,
sweetheart
so that you can come back to me
and tell me that the world
has dark corners
that you have stood in
so that I don't have to,
all those closed doors you threw your voice at
so that the echoes bounced back to me
again and
again
and I caught them
in the end
while you walked ahead without me
and oh! as I exclaimed
every time a new moment hit my feet
like a ripple at the shore.
You send me gifts
when you let heart explore.
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