Random Fragments II

I died
A thousand births
In your intimate words

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Close
Your eyes
And see
The prism of my longing
Split the colors
Of my love
Into a rainbow of loneliness

—–

I saw
You at 3 am
In a distant dream
Pensive and withdrawn
Collecting marbles
Of desire
From the mantelpiece
And arranging them
On the coffee-table
To form my name

—–

At 10 am
I heard your voice
Whispering in my ear

I smiled
And cupped your sounds
In my fist
And jiggled them
To gel with
The sound of my love
And then
Hung them in the sky
To match
The colors of the rainbow

—–

At midnight
We exchanged
Dreams sleeping
In our eyes



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