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When the sun rested on olive shoulders
and the wind kissed the back of your neck,
I would lay and absorb in the silence,
in your language I haven’t learned yet.
In the tune of the national anthem
sing the words while the corrugate bursts,
while our burning desires crackling.
We exist in the unified verse.
When your eyes became focused on absence,
how the shadows were cast on the plane
under moonlight of middle November.
I was shifting to stay in the frame.
I would eat from the tops of your branches
spit it out, break a bough and descend.
I would dream of the ways we get cradled
while this lullaby rings in my head.
When this began
this was a thing
that we could both share.
A bit of shade
the goodness fades
and we begin there.