Carrie D'Amato

When I found your picture
I giggled,
half embarrassed
I had looked you up.
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Petals folding in dry wind,
wondering, will it ever rain again?

But I will make you new.
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I will bear the testimony of you,
a light in the face of an eclipse.

I will give attestation,
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You asked me the other day if I saw in pink.
I wasn’t so much surprised by the question
(because I knew neon was how you saw the world)
as I was caught off-guard by it;
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We grabbed our weapons of choice,
aimed them at the weakest points,
determined to destroy defenses
and undermine any remaining strengths.
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Good intentions drip from my fingers
in honeyed words that mean
nothing but what they first
appear to mean.
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I remember our first conversation,
when, I read you as if you had already revealed your soul to me.

I remember the drive to your house,
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