I was not kicked out, flipped off, forced to shout
because of another lover...

May I fall into you?
Tumble past greetings...

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I will study your features...

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How can I hold wintertime as you...

All the beautiful people
glisten...

How does one explain....imagine
the ability to let your heart loose...

The fake flowers
take gentle peeks...

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When my heart is drooping...

I find him in the sand,
rocking back and forth...

My kinship: cultivators of bays and shorelines,
abstract climbers of mountain sides near the sun...

I never plant these contracts
and fertilize their soil...

Lilliana's birthday is in just two days...
Haven't you heard? She'll turn eight this year...