When I watched her smell the tulips on the way to church,
I wanted something to hold on to, write down.
Later, we walked around the city, worried
About not writing poems, then decided
To live was a better choice—
Get lost, browse books and skirts
Instead of the right words.
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- ShannonElizabeth
- Texas and New York, United States
- Not to wait for powerful things and good days to turn you into something but to preempt them and to be it yourself already: this is what one ought to be capable of at some point. --Rilke
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