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Apr 2013
Hugging until our bodies
break
like your voice
as it stops speaking
anything but
me

When Fear glued my hand to your sleeve,
you put us in your pocket.
We’re about to blow out that pocket-sized happiness
until we run out of breath
and our fingers turn cold

Our eyes were always
untying each other’s seatbelts
knowing the loneliness
of driving on different roads

They set fire to our houses
so we looked for the sea
to ease our burns

we jump towards

togetherness
Last Arpeggios
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   Margaryta
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