Found.

Now,
All the times I’ve said

‘I love you’,

they’re somebody else’s problem.
I don’t need to deliberate on the authenticity
of giving myself, body and soul,
to this unknowing void of past people
without the right to claim me, whole.
I am a gift to the highest bidder,
and I deal in pet names and
coffee grounds.

In honesty;
and the whorl of your thumb
on the center of my tongue…
found.

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