Tag Archives: shape

Up in Smoke, 2013

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she marveled realizing the shape inside her chest

that void often filled with air and beauty when

merry it would change shape as birds sung

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it shrunk at sounds belonging to civilization

a soul with preconceived ideas she wondered

he laughed back at her concept

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a soul thriving on sounds, smells and visions

she could picture shapes and leaps inside it

she could sit still and recognized

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the life in her. her blood, her breath

her cells multiplying, spreading,

it was surely a wonderful place to be

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The London Hours, 2012

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we met

this time

on fulgid smiles

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among golds

and sun rays ‘bout midnight

we walked out

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hand on hips

heading dawn

a soft kiss was all

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we met on ends

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melted together

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it’s when two hearts

start taking a bone’s shape

have you ever noticed?

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a bone to be chewed

till nothing is left

that’s our shape now

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