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Jorge Antonio Lopez
Poems
Jul 2010
Face
When I see her face
I don’t get an *******.
But something in my gut
yearns to be held by her.
If only I could spend my life
understanding her face.
In time I would
uncover God.
Instead I am afraid
and I do get an *******.
I smear her lips with brine
smudge dark honey
under her eyes.
How do I orchestrate ******?
accompany **** with a melody?
When the sun comes
she is marked.
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