Piano keys played so softly you could sleep, probably.

Let’s climb higher and defy
all possibility of falling, trustworthy tree’s
spreading boughs to grasp without hesitation,
the perfect foothold soft with moss,
pushing me up up towards the canopy of leaves
where birds sing for lovers they haven’t met yet.
Lying on a metal bench with the cold in my bones
and my head on your lap, sing to me the songs
for a girl you wish you hadn’t, didn’t let
see you whole. Dreams more real and
substantially more believable than
honesty bared, blossom raining down
because I put it there.


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