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A goodbye I don’t mean.

My love for you

Was a beautiful sight

But misplaced

Like palm trees in the hood.

Our love

Had a story to tell

Like tattoos on our ancestors

But we fell apart

I wished

Blew into a dandelion

And asked the universe to take hold of us

To ask the moon to surrender itself to our sweetness

To ask the sun to do everything aside from igniting a fire

I stare into our ashes.

Please be a Phoenix.