deconstructed

I deconstructed
another life

of my own.

Restoration fills
with
no

force
to rush.

I roll your name
through the secrets of my tongue

wondering how
mine
will wave across yours
again.

Creases persist
though crumples no longer exist:

a gentle reminder
of what yet will be
deconstructed.

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