May we meet
Again under lampshades
Made out of papers
That had once
Been my letters
And your airplanes.
May our eyes meet before
Our tongues scalded the
Insides of our mouths so
Irreparably.
May I beg for your
Forgiveness and
May you have my compassion.
May our fingertips not crackle when they touch.
May your silences rest
In resounding peace, tonight
When I will write about how
Easily I tear into my skin
May you never need to hear me
Scream about pain anymore.
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