fidelity

i would wash your clothes with my spit
and bathe you in my copious tears
cradle myself in your armchair
after all the dishes were done and
fix every mistake you have ever made
i would walk three thousand miles
just to hear you say hello
and beg for mercy barefoot
and kneeling on hot coals
i would secure you the heavens
with the love i still have
and i would do it in the hopes
of redemption in your eyes

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