Upon Blue Sheets

by jessicagartlandn

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My body laid upon blue sheets

like maps of my world

 

You build upon me

Rolling, unrolling

a corner,

until frayed.

 

My Mecca,

in which your passion,

your future,

could lie.

 

Extravagant curves,

bends,

stairs that lead to

only you know.

 

Never finished,

never fully realized.

Always a secret

 

passageway here

 

My body laid upon blue sheets

 

Its edges

worn from use.

A warm feeling through

out.

 

You will someday

complete

All that I would ever be.

 

Written so very long ago …….

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