You woke up with my back to you
felt you grow colder
nudged my left shoulder
simulating the one trick you could do
"...this is not about him..."
you whispered
as you drew me in
But i was dreaming of the sky
of the angels who sang of shame
yet you would not call out his name
rocking me to this unrehearsed rhythm
Up and down, front then left
"...end me now.... love is theft..."
it was clear you were still with him
one soul tear was how it had begun
yet a sea of soles couldn't induce me to cry
for while you wrought vengeance upon the sun
I-
my heart was exclusive to the sky.
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