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of graces
unforgotten –
how it felt to say
your name
to look into the eyes
where sunlight set
fragile me
becoming of another
I am not
wasted tears
are rivers all
but dry

tarry here
a moment more
than I remember asking
press against
these weathered window panes
breathe into my longing
tell me something
sweet –
as storms are passed
and I the night
shall fill

briar blooms
in shades of red –
bittersweet blackberry
pick me not
the purple –
lest I bruise
with memory of springtimes past
there you held me
longer –
bound as life eternal
to places I am
you

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