I cling to Saturdays
In fear of it passing by
Like a kid savouring candy —
Returning half to wrapper
Tucking it in the pocket to melt
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Double standard
Your ray pains their eyes
They’ll scorn at any flicker
Yet coddle the dark
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Exit the parade
What you love will bare themselves
Amid what remains
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Take breath, find stillness
Sit with the pain
The love you give to your body
It will present itself back to you
As grace, as balance
As strength
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Maybe god had planned somebody else
for me
Maybe with the right one it would finally
be easy
But darling for you, that I would
gladly miss
My Mr Right, whom I could’ve brushed past
on this street
where he and I should have met and fell
in love but instead
I was distracted by how in my hand
yours rightly fits
Darling for you, I would happily deliberately
miss
He — maybe tall and bright and so called
my meant-to-be
But ah, look at you! Making painful effort
attending to my selfish whinings
So dear Mr meant-to-be, please do take
my sincere apology
I won’t be attending our date ’cause on
weekends I’m really busy
living, laughing, sharing life with him —
my best friend, lover, partner to eternity
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