folds (draft 1)

like the paper i folded into art are we
you can see the surface, and the beginning of the folds
but there are tabs you cannot see underneath
that are hidden from us
savour them
seize them
hold fast and pay attention to everything
you still get butterflies
i want it to be that way forever
as we become unfolded
we will remember the moments, the lines on our paper
with kindness
you make me so happy
i dont want to leave, i want to lie there on your bed
for the rest of the night
so i can treasure your smile
and the beauty mark on your nose
and it is
when our paper is flat we will be old in years
and we'll have creases on our skin to show it
i cannot wait
but i like being folded


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