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Created Tue Dec 29 2020

I.
a secret well-kept:
 
of dark and early,
 
of belonging just to us
 
the precious currency of morning
 
revealed and vulnerable
 
in curls of steam
 
rising from our cups
 
we sip the hush
 
you inhale with eager certainty
 
your new beginning
 
and I rest my goodbye-ache
 
on the windowsill
 
II.
a secret well-kept:
 
of dark and early,
 
of belonging just to us
 
the precious currency of morning
 
revealed and vulnerable
 
in curls of steam
 
 
rising from our cups
 
we sip the hush
 
you inhale with eager certainty
 
your new beginning
 
and I rest my goodbye-ache
 
on the windowsill
 
 
 
insert everything
omit nothing
insert strength into the arms
insert vast latitude
 
 
omit lips
omit lingering
 
 
 
 
III.
a secret well-kept:
 
of dark and early,
 
of belonging to
the morning
 
revealed
in curls
 
rising from our cups
 
we sip
your new beginning
 
and I rest my goodbye-ache
 
on the windowsill
 
IV.
a secret well-kept:
 
of dark and early,
 
of belonging to
the morning
 
revealed
in curls
 
rising from our cups
we sip
your new beginning
 
and I rest my goodbye-ache
 
on the windowsill
 
omit unbearable, dearest
omit blush
omit imprint
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
V.
a secret
belonging to
the morning
revealed
in curls
 
rising from our cups
we sip
your new beginning
and I rest my goodbye-ache
on the windowsill

Author

Hannah H Instagram: @writer_hannah
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