I should've loved you better,
louder.
I should've laid fear to bed,
prayed over its corpse
and then released the joy
in front of God
and everyone.
I should've shared all the poems
and never, ever stopped kissing you.
For the second on earth,
that we had this little magic thing,
I should've loved you better.
-9/3/2017
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