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Oct 2014
could you watch me
for a moment
darling

i'm falling at your feet

pale pink
and lighter than a feather

a part of a blossom
you chose
to balance
on the handle of her front door

but she didn't notice
the way you smiled
or the way your eyes lit up
in the grey
at the charcoal
of her eyes

and all this time
you thought you knew
but now you wonder
if she was pretending
when she whispered in your ear
crushed to your side
"I love you"

angrily
you shake me
from behind the twisted tree

tender hands
becoming cruel

the ground rises up
indefinitely
to save me
from your separation
k.d
A re-work of one of my older poems.
pluie d'été
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   Jay and Babu kandula
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