a poem by [rickie]

I find it strange when I’m
Around you
I feel scared yet calm
And I want you to kiss the
Unseeable
I want you to kiss my fear
To kiss my pain
I want you to kiss away all that
I don’t hold dear
I don’t want you to see past my
Demons
I want you to waltz and sing with them
I hope you kiss them, knowing
They are me
They are my unseeables
So will you kiss them
Will you kiss me
Will you kiss the unseeables?

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