It will not burn you

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can you sit with me? can you touch this love?
(it will not burn you)

you call it grief
you think it’s madness
when i throw matches into the wind
and expect them to catch fire

but i assure you it is not 

it is just part of how i’m human now
after the most human part of me was reassembled 
(to carry a soul, to learn to carry death)

clues about her life
and the life she was going to lead
appear to me while i am grocery shopping
or playing catch with the boys
or listening to my heart moan on
about dandelions that will never fly

it's such a wretched world to live in sometimes

so can you sit with me? can you touch this love?
(it will not burn you)