your particles elemental,
rooted to simplicity, sharpened
by your timid beauty,
sheer, unassuming, unbecoming
but let me tell you what you can't
see ~ that your smile make
flowers unravel and the
cistern overflows with the
fluid, unaltered motion of
beginnings and ends which fasten
our memories to the night
kept, held, embraced until
the darkness wanes and you
leave a sigh of my name.
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