I wait
One man
One woman
And I’m the second.
You fill my cracked heart with golden tender tones, smooth the sharp.
Then place me in your pocket, to circle with your thumb in hiding.
I lay here.
Glass and silicone facsimiles resting in boxes under my bed.
Blanket warmth and releasing tears for comfort.
I curl around my pillow and wait for you to pick me up.
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Beautiful- your first line completely grabbed me,
“One man
One woman
And I’m the second.”
…makes me think of the hierarchy in relationships, and how painful they can be
Yes, agree with Leah. The beginning lures the reader for sure! Love how the stretched out lines show the slow passage of time and waiting.