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Archive for January, 2012

when you rose
to leave, all the paths
went with you

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Tied to your hand
by a string, the moon tugs on
a string held by mine

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I’d like twelve arms
two to hold you while the other
ten let you go

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I toss a coin up
to the sun, heads, tails, this coin
with your name on it

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before I could ask if
you’d kiss even the blackest
part of me, you did

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the day
I told God
I learned

how to find
happiness
on the inside

God sent me
sixty days of rain
just to see

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those crumbs
in your hair, I think I’ll
leave them there

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it’s not what I
expected, said the fish
when given wings

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you and I, two
winging birds that just escaped
the terminal

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these hands, so weary
from grasping, finally open
enough to hold light

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