I had folded you up with delicate care, intricate origami
placed you in a back corner of this place, my heart
I didn't intend on visiting there
left you, a relic to ponder maybe years from now
you would remain, secrets tucked in folds
then, you opened up
maybe blown in by a winter wind
creases, secret notes hidden in folds
and all
wrapped around me, summer rain like
and, I'm hesitant to dry you off
so, i'll let it linger
for a bit ...
then, fold you up again
along the same crease lines
delicately ...
intricate origami
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