Your Love
Yours was a one size fits all kind of love
My starless black and your cloudy blue
Your square in my star shaped void
Leaves empty points
Yours was a copy paste kind of love
Stamped to the tacky canvas of my soul
Slipping and sliding on a bloody mess
Your vision unwavered
Yours was a déjà vu kind of love
Of letters with yellowed envelopes and faded scents
Opened and committed to memory
Read to me again and again and again
Yours was a Christmas cracker kind of love
A shiny ring in a crumpled joke
A gold paper crown pushed down my wild hair
Flimsy tearing and temporary.
