The almond ornaments wrinkle under my hand
as I caress our fertile flower so strong and...

Another poem asking for the impossible.
Another night wishing you were here...

As long as she inhales
starstruck sunshine...

It’s like you disappeared. It’s like I...

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The sublime breath of afternoon's mountain...

Whenever your arms embrace me
(only in public), you'd bask in my...

I twist and chew and braid
my hair backwards, leaving...

At first, you assume it's going to be
easy, stripping the wallpaper off...

Stop, let me brush my teeth.
Let me brush off those youthful...

The nude grain is a sage effortless thinker
who memorizes the swift stages of the sun...

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Even if our love making...

Time is cut off,
like the airway to my breathing...