I sip the cup of blackness
and drink in the nothing of night
all around me sail the flights of words
set aloft from your callow
lips.
I am beloved,
I feel alive.
You've seen me
in the downs
in the depths -
I begged you once
for
sin and
you, without judgement, held
me.
Now I tuck away a photo of you
in a billfold in my pocket.
A passenger beside me daily,
we navigate the world together
side by side
and I tenderly call you
friend.
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