Surrender

When it comes to you,
the weakening of the knees
and the surrendering of the
heart are never too far apart.

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Surrender

I am painting a white flag into
the empty spaces of my ribcage.
This does not mean I am giving up,
but rather, I am giving in to his
cyanide smiles and mason jar eyes.
He has long since captured me even
before I began to understand why.