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My hands open as our paths unfold

apart, and behind us, cities unfold.

 

Two Lycaenidae tear through the lavender field,

whispering new ways for their wings to unfold.

 

A book dances open, its words staring at the wide-

eyed wonder of woman, watching its truths unfold.

 

The breath of the ocean lingers, tasting of memories:

ice cream, vinegar, and warmth, as waves unfold.

 

Cookie dough, melting in the oven. The smell hits

hard, and I wish for the taste, in my mouth, to unfold.

 

Under plum blossoms, gardens of people cultivate

understanding, allowing their chanting to unfold.

 

A splash, as the boy is pushed down into water. He

rises, bonded by water, to his God, his faith to unfold.

 

Three pugs, home from patrolling the boulevard,

resting on their owner's lap, puppy love unfolds.

 

Our journeys have led to different roads.

My soul opens as our fears unfold.

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kyle-huckins
29 / M / American
Published
Apr 4, 2018
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