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Love Between the Lines

Leave me where you love me

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Put me back on paper Leave me right there on the page Where you thought that you could love me Before you realized your mistake

Write to me of poetry Build a lovely, fragile dream But live it with me on the page Where I am exactly what I seem

Traced in ink and solid lines That never tremble, fear, or waver Where I am powerful and bold A vision to be held, and savored

One-dimensional, it’s true But she’ll light up your eyes I won’t see the creeping disappointment Darken into something you despise

Or wonder why the paper version Is the one that you would choose It breaks my heart you’ll grieve her going But me, you’ll gladly lose.

© Crystal Jackson 2021

Poetry
Love
Relationships
Grief
Self
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