one.
if there could be just one
one pair of eyes
that will look
for mine first
one seat saved
next to him
for all the days
that remain for us
one man to pull me
into wearisome arms
deciding that we
must never be parted
just one
who could find
the courage
to want me
for who I am
and not in spite of it
I believe that I could cease
this unbidden wilting
and bloom again for love
the blood
& the bones
.
.
.
…and one moment of permissible weakness to allow him to do any of this..

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