I hope my love for you dies in its sleep

I exchanged my dignity for an altar to beg for you to take it away

Just get it out of here, please

Lose it when you wade through the ebb and flow of the river

Let it fall from your pack as you climb

Ignore its screams on the way down as branches mangle any sort of potential it had

Abandon it on the trail when it stops for water and when you take a break to count the group overlook its absence

Or simply lay it down for the night on the bench in the city and let its warmth lull you to sleep

Be kissed goodnight by the innocence of our roof top memories

Let the twinkly skyline flit across your eyelids as you drift into our final conversation about poets and their muse

But when you rise in the morning, don’t wake it up

Let it pass on peacefully and walk away

Reserve the self-denial to find yourself in a different city before you stop for your morning coffee

Because we both know how hard it is to tell those big sleepy, solemn eyes to go back to bed

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