impossible

if beauty could blind
my eyes would go black and blue
whenever i gazed at you

if sound could deafen
the last thing i’d ever hear
would be your voice in my ear

if sweetness could hurt
i’d feel the sting of a bee
every time you were with me

if touch could cripple
i’d be crawling on my face
from the warmth of your embrace

if love could kill
these words would never be said
since i’d be a thousand times dead

(18.11.6)

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