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This is how you know
You have something special.
It’s not about how we kiss
And fall into each other’s lips.

How electricity conducts from our fingertips
To each other’s bodies.

A relationship’s best moments
Are fleeting flashes of perfect;
The untenable hold of joy.

This is about
Those less than ideal moments;
The times when
We are simply human.

Just know
There are rings inside of me,
That are black and burned
With the memory of you,
That I would carve away
The bark of me to get at.

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