Each Time We Wage War

Her presence in the atmosphere
Of my diluted breath,
Behaves as sunlight spread
On any doorway.

To wake up one day
To a field of perfectly
Carpeted green grass
And wet with dew;

You are my double meaning bitch
And my apostrophe.

I can seize the horde,
But without your approval,
They are scattered and let loose.

I can cluster every rainbow,
Every grain of sand,
And all the stars,
But without your word,
They are scattered and let loose.

Drown me now
Within the baseline
Of your resilient smile.

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