For We Arose

I wish my voice

could hug your shoulders

and turn the noise

to dust.

Let my heart

clear out your path.

This is art

or this is lust.

I warn you this:

I'm always in...

wet lips to kiss,

combust.

So if it's love

your veins require,

look up above

and trust

that in the shadows,

I won't fade.

For we arose

of stardust.

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"My cotton mouth was wet with you..." Kevin Devine A Billion Bees