What do you think of my poem?

innocent walk

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we're gray and watercolor

you sleep with arms around a glass jar
full of purple butterflies from our laughs,
and iced tea dates by the pier,

our midnight tango-taps
on the summer porch,
raspberry and cigarette smoke picnics
in the noonday sun

you’re afraid, i can tell
we’re gray and watercolor
sleeping side by side

my eyes spell lullabies
onto your nervous arms
wrapped around the jar

you don’t have to hold on so tight,
i promise i’m not going anywhere (without you)



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Do you get what I mean when I say
"we’re gray and watercolor
sleeping side by side?"
 
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