My heart is
No longer water soluble
it stands firm in a downpour
how could you have chosen anyone else
all those qualities that shine like stars
Or trolls treasure
You passed over a bright sunny day
In return for a cloudy forecast
The little children scrawling chalk art
on the cracked sidewalks
Chant love poems they don't understand yet
Blow bubbles up into second story windows
catch butterflies in mason jars
I breathe in the smell of cut grass
soak up vitamin D
And return to my work
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