Alicia Auch · Apr 10, 2012
Alaska

my eyes turn jade
when I wear
the baby blue
crop
we dawdle in
the daisy mellow
sip the light
Versache
magazines

we, kiss the
evergreehns
my eyes
turn
mint. for you

you wear your
charcoal sweater
tunic.
your eyes turn
violet
rouge for two

toiling
in the gutters like
children
raised by
bears
we
do

 
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