You throw your love like a
hand grenade,
heavy-handed and careless
just hoping to hit your target
with a bang and a grin,
its intentions unclear.
You hide your face like a
wanted man,
shielded from all of the
spear shaped glances that
glint like diamonds that
are so attractive to the
naked eye, alluring.
You spread your wings like a
broken bird,
all tattered and lopsided,
but ignoring the destroyed
flight in favor of instinctive
need for that wind
rustling your feathers.
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