Post Card Series 23

23 copy
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the number of stars
  I counted last night
Over and over I count
That's how long it takes
      to fall asleep
to trick myself to not
      think of you
And yet,
      I dream of you

My Fire

The words may not have been spoken
But I still have my fire
        thriving within me
It burns for you
                it mourns for me
The parts I've lost,
  the ones I can't share
          parts only you know
Because out loud it can never live
not the way you embrace it,
        the way you accept me
I lay my fire at your feet
because only you would not succumb
only you would emerge with me