Even the flames of appetite
pass unanswered and unremarked
in the faux pas and arrogance of a new dawn.
–
You were never final,
never trustworthy,
never one to answer my prayers,
spoken or otherwise,
but in a dank and inscrutable darkness
we made use of our bodies
and created a moment
which felt very much like an always.
–
I watched you sleep
from a distance
and from a distance
you looked very much like love.
So much so that
I left my number
carelessly beside your phone
and put on your sweater
instead of my own.
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