The world exhausted herself
trying to
catch you, today.

You were winged, membranous
Diaphanous
The edges of you
Were curved like 
hips, ears, the bones of my ankles.

You played with the world
Like she was your doll
Tossed her, cooling
From hand to hand
Delighted. 

You played with me
to laugh at the fragility
of my bones
to roll my heart in your palms
and press gently.

“Does it hurt yet?” You asked.
“Yes.” I’d say
I love you too much, I’d say.  

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