I.
the notepad of our hands
as my thumb walks/jots
d
o
w
n
the allies of your palm
we, lost like house numbers, stroll
a w a y
f
r
o
m
the patio light’s flickering unknowing
and ...................................t
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..........................................w
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..........................................d
the televisionstatic of city s kyline
an eyelash on
the horizon
II.
the hot summer night of a
kiss
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