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i call this
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Letters to Petula i set myself a goal to write another poem
more beautiful than the last,
i felt i still had something more to show you
i said,
"come, take my hand, i want to show you
something beautiful. it is inside me. it is untouched
by my darkness, by my flaws, my defects, my disease. it shines, it
shines and it glows and when you are near
it bursts like phosphorous, a light flash so bright
yet it does not hurt -
then i feel it, then it feels atomic in me
do you feel it too? i'm afraid if i don't say it, call it
catch it, speak it
it will go away, like a dream you can't remember in the morning
so i bring you here, to my very edge
so you can fall with me, divinely
to the centre of my chest, the centre of my life
here,
you will find it
it is you, you in me, pure like heaven
and everlasting, like sacred vows cast into the air
before an altar, my soul soaked in reverence, and
i think, no i know, i call it
Love."
