that which is bonded properly follows beyond the grave by Aaron Michaelthe convexity of where your
shoulder rise will match
the slope of my chest
as I wrap my arms around your waist
to shield you from the hell
raging behind us, I am certain.
that negative space draws me
toward you over the void
inexorably, and your very existence
demands my very best of attentions
if only to ensure that
your tiara shines bright enough
to light your way away from me
until we're maddeningly magnetized
and together again. 03/06/2019 Posted on 03/06/2019 Copyright © 2025 Aaron Michael
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