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[kevinb2300]

better at loving me

the way i wish it was
floats on a windowsill breath
"i can be better at loving you"

in a flat summer fog
that greys the streetlights into candles
"i know i'm better at loving you"

in an unpainted summer day
leaping at any moment into to green and flowers
"you could be better at loving me"

in a composed quiet deep breath
and eyes to eyes
"maybe you're better at loving me"

in a needless perfect laugh
and a smile when i wanted to smile
and wink to the stars
we
"i know you're better at loving me"