By Marshall R. M. Hann
Submitted by Blessed23
Date: 2017 Jan 08
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Gritting

I'll never hold anything as beautiful
as you
again.

I'll never come as close
to something perfect
as I came to you.

Kick the dirt
to watch the dust
rise,

Subside,
subdue
the bittersweet
clenched between your teeth.