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Olivia A Keaton Feb 2019
I bundled the stars and tossed them into the sky
I made them from tears
ones from the right eye.

I held them close to keep me warm
I bundled them up
to keep them from a raging storm.

I put them there for you, you know
Beautiful eyes gazing
at my pretty star show.
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Olivia A Keaton Jan 2019
I remember that hideous green sweater with the brown button on it.
I remember tossing it in the fitting room
and trying something much more fitting.
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Olivia A Keaton Jan 2019
Our time together may not be as lengthy as we’d like.
I think this is why I catch myself,
I catch myself recording every detail that my eyes are lucky enough to see.
Listening closely, so closely for I desire to hear,
every word, every sound.
I watch how your soft lips move, making simple words that I deem beauty.
I watch how your eyes, your deep forest filled eyes, when they’re not watching me, how they gaze around at the world around us that I had become oblivious to.
I watch as your arms move and your shoulder blades glide, hidden under your shirt.
I feel the carpet of fitting rooms, I see that hideous sweater.
I remember the chilled tastiness of the special ice cream.
I remember how my face and sides began to ache as I caught a case of the giggles and you began to laugh too.
I remember it all.
And I miss it.
I can’t get enough of you.
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Olivia A Keaton Jan 2019
bubblegum pink with a pop
I can't tell where heaven begins,
where you stop.

playing in clouds of velvet
carelessly wandering
laying in streams that belong to jets.

that earthly green that brings me down for a while.
those beautiful eyes
they go well with that perfect smile.
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Olivia A Keaton Jan 2019
I feel bad
for the flower
that made it through winter
but then
it was crushed.
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