Day 431: Fireworks
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fifteen years ago,
on the Fourth of July
i found myself,
found,
‘neath the sparks in the sky.
you put a ring in my hand,
asked if it’d fit on my finger,
and though the odds were against us,
my heart did not linger.
please don’t say,
“i got my way”
and that love is solely my condition.
don’t make me a promise
to break hard upon us
and marry me solely to submission.
here’s what i know,
from all those fifteen years ago:
sparks still fly in the sky.
are you willing
to hold their heat in your heart,
and me,
shining back
in your eye?
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