Tuesday, November 4, 2008


the very awesomeness
of your brown smile 
below you crocheted boleta cap 
takes me to places 
beneath the earth, 
beneath the sea 
where colors are muted 
and beauty is hidden.

i don't. i won't. 
i don't even know how. 
sometimes i forget, 
but more often i get wisps of you 
throughout the cosmos;
those otherworldly messages 
that indicate direction, 
lost time and gravity.

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