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pluie d'été 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 Oct 2014
paper kites
abandoned by the wind
are falling
in the sea

clinging to the grey
as we fall
grasping
at broken clouds

scarlet streams
follow us
and make an atlas
of trails

for the stars
to follow

k.d
pluie d'été Oct 2014
and there will
always be empty
wasted
pages
between every
poem
or sentence

dropping

like rain

and it's
more than okay
because there
is nothing worse

than
pluie d'été Sep 2014
if you were
ever to leave
i hope that  would be able to
forget you

if i ever
were to leave
i hope
that you would
forgive me
pluie d'été Sep 2014
x
I can't decide
If it is easy
To let you go

Because we're not meant to be

Or if it is because

I know that you will come back to me
x
pluie d'été Sep 2014
my poems
were once

Definitions of the ones
Who didn't love me enough

But now
They are only yours
pluie d'été Sep 2014
how funny
he said
finally

inhaling in
the lights
against the night
mixing
with the grey
rolled
between

his forefinger
and thumb

i told her
that i loved her

and she believed me
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