pseudo

faux

never a footstep trace

no dirty dish left

not a fingerprint to find
you never existed

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hooks and sinkers

release those expectations 

weighing down your skin

like sinkers hooked in

pulling in pain 

by removing the barb

discarding heavy hope

of something you can not

control

feels like feathers under foot

as you walk through life

unaware of the next step

not anticipating one’s next words

relinquishing that which is 

not yours 

never

can you control 

another

dreaming

if kisses were dreams

you have kissed

every inch of me

slowly and surely

not missing a single space

every place warmed

by the soft of your lips

trailing over my skin

until there is no new ground

nothing as unfamiliar territory

making each crazy crafted dream

I have ever dreamed

a well-loved embraced reality