LOVE THY MYTHMAKER
Every myth that love makes with a mere_______
is a legend worth printing
And I am the opportunist with a pen between his lips
strings tuned to the slightest of whims
I could pick out your voice from a crowded bar like a dog equipped
with radar
(if I wanted to)
Bolstered by the sweat off your neck
Ballasted by your ruby red grin
I'm a tomb on easter sunday
I'm the one who wakes up and notices the statue in the square
left there by love's legend makers
sculpting overnight
irrigating pastures
blessing sins
legends washing over
secrets spilling
in love, lies, myths
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