{oh for the mess of you}

{for the blackberry seeds in your teeth}
{for the heartprint sweat on your shirt}
{for the grass stains on your table manners}
{for the flight of your inside voice}

{for the clutter in your backseat}
{for the pillage of your kitchen}

{for your falter on the sidewalk lip}
{for the natural part of your hair when you first wake}

{oh for the mess of you}
{oh for the mess I become
loving you}
{how it loosens the windsor}
{the order}
{the symmetry of my fear}
{how it widens and narrows the fields
of all my till-now loves}
{how it pulls me in to the
here&now of good}
{of this}
{of yes.}

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