Kissing Ghosts
S Stefanie Fontker
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Would we still touch
If you remained here
With me, on this plain
Sipping on dirty sunlight?
Do you watch me, from
The deepest ground as I
Beat on my chest, heavy
With bloated love?
Do you remember to cry
Knowing I'm finally as lost
As I've always pretended
To seem, falling into
My own crazed, bloody verse?
Do you promise to haunt me?
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