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Seofon.

Seofon.


On a rooftop filled with Jars
our Irises met as the sun set.
RosarIes on the left, right and above
as the rising stars coLlided
bringing wishes to our hearts
and dreams to our minds.


And we swaYed on swings
as the engines of airplanes roar.
Above our heads dippers, big and small 
dropping dews around rings 
of tea leaves wrapped 
around our clasped hands.

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1/3/10

Cold Pillows.

Your hands were cold and
smooth. And they served as pillows
to my tired fingers.


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