Little Blue Flowers

you walked up to the edge
stepped right back
like it was nothing

and all the same things and
your power
make me think that something's different
you have left me speechless
you are the first one
to make me so-
to turn me-
since her

it's what i feel is always right
it's what you said like something like
the 2 the same
and out of reach
by similar faculties as hers
but not the same

i won't feign love for its prematurity
but i admit an attraction
to the power to the likeness to myself
the ego and the use
for my arrogance

i have never spoken of her
to one who would replace her
you said think about it
and it was funny
i can't stop thinking on it
kiss on my cheek
and a feeling i haven't known
for quite some time

i'd like to see your eyes
the color like hers
maybe burn like mine
we 3 in this thing
she unknowing
you escaping
me wondering
words words
and more words
and why?
the same as ever?

for my own burning or yours
for the first time in so long
a piece of persuasive speech
words inked carelessly
with little thought to reaction
in vain attempt to sway you

the others i couldn't care to argue against
for the same thing i can't name
i am urged to try
to toil tirelessly
and it isn't the same:
for her i stood by to wait
in perfect patience
and for you
this fire to catch 
you up in me
you see
you've gotten me writing for you

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