she put her hand upon his chest,
felt the movement
something inside,
beneath flesh wrapping
and bone protection,
a beating heart
gift wrapped in his warmth
love and security,
it was for her,
tatooed hallmark
her name imprinted
seared as a lasting impression,
to her touch
it revealed a long and
future life,
of happiness and
everyday happenings,
lost socks and incidental kisses,
that was all she needed
an aortic ruby,
wrapped in the one gift
she loved
life
he shared his spine with a burden,
gathered from the dawn
any brilliance the sun had shown
pushed unevenly into sack,
leaving a dark blankness
made out of the best material,
various tones of illumination would
not seep through,
spine arched aching
soul knew no such liberty
it had been love and liquor,
was once two side by side,
fevered in a dry throated way
from this darkness whispers
gathered and grew,
there is no borrowed sunshine
it is all packed away
and we must want,
for one day blossoms with the
color of dawn,
that loving spot my infancy
once knew,
bent as a sleeping brow
spine shuddered at some point
that burden would be unloaded,
to give quiet oceans
and a lingering day
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