Colored Chalk (NAPOWRIMO 2015 #07)

You were that shard that shoudl’ve fit

Into my crystal; and glow! it gleams

Against the blushing of napes and plaid

Fragments colliding in fusion within our navels —

Blessed in garmented nudity and combustious plea,

Until it were naught but colored chalk:

Shoved under the bedskirt with fallen monsters.

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