I made a wish
and
I buried it in my pillow pile
that night is where you sat
with your half smile
no thought
all other voices drown
your eyes spoke
while I was speaking
you were something new
I was all over you like confetti
you responded kindly
I am usually the stubborn kid
but gave in like I was allergic to turning away
your name is the sound of spring
making everything grow
there is curiosity in my fingertips
from the red paint
carry me in
that's the wink
cast your spell
easily
-B
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