Give & Take

I have a memory
of your knobby little knees
Plastered to the back of my brain like a scar

The blueberries you ate
Left morsels on your lips
In a messy hunger, black tar

In collection I have books
binded by your making
in my heart, your hooks
mere pleasure for the taking

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