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You promised me a thousand daisies that you swore would be entwined with the night sky. But I got a lollipop instead, with a note saying maybe next time. I've learned not to have any great expectations when you breathe too close to me. & You said you were sorry for all the times you broke my dreamcatcher But I could never find the same one twice. The beads were never entwined as perfectly and the strings just didn't seem to catch the nightmares. You gave those to me. It just figures that you'd hand me the flame and then take away the first-aid kit. & You told me that butterflies had wings that could carry us through the winds But

Where its skirt flaps on the shore the sea looks fragile. Cake icing, boiled into moss-crystals changing every second. Linger, wane, wisps and ruffled glass over the sand and here is some yellow-brown of the shallows, safe for crabs and toddlers. (You can have it if you want. A present.) Here is the young fresh green later out and with it the waves begin to skim. I think that depth is adolescence. Don't you see the excitement as they pull on their dresses and prance without a care? Brisk against the sky, a painting stretched. Blue is deep. Danger-blue, darkened now, and were you to swim over there it'd - (fear is bottomless. Sinks your