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sweeping

you told me
(just today) you cried –
one night while I was gone
you cursed the moon –
for hurts (we felt)
alone

familiar
this returning
to questions unconfessed
dreams are
calling softly –
(dare I rest)

with verses
once I wrote
(I saw you on the lawn)
and fell asleep
your name
upon my tongue

secrets
not for counting
– blessings
(more than these)

you said
you cried –
for moments
(caught
between)

. . .