By Star of David
Date: 2013 Feb 01
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love, always


at the beginning
when you kissed
me on the street
and said I tasted
of strawberries


in the middle
when we watched
‘Titanic’; and you
cried, and got mad
thinking I didn’t


at the non-end
when there were
others and you
and I were still
ours, us, always.