her toes curl around
in anticipation of his warmth
the beat of his racing pulse
punches holes in her heart
bringing him closer through her eyes
her arms wrapped around
in the rungs of knowing him
a part within her begins to rust
the mirror, on the ceiling, shatters
to multiply his existence
gathering the tiny pieces of him
her lips bleed
as she lets go of her divinity
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