I would have liked ( Read more... )

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The pain of living I met.
It was a shadow
behind the gate,
a dog on the chain,
a denied smile,
the word "why",
a cloud still in the sky.

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In the darkest corner
crouched,
silent like an inanimate
thing,
like cold lava burning
inside,
I'll watch your beauty
coming,
letting his curly hair
down,
smiling at the mirror
gently,
filling this room
entirely.

I won't bother you
while crying for happiness.

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spoon scarf soap
pillow paper pencil
he uses when writing
his poetry
jack jacket joystick
bowl book bedsheet
that welcomes his body
when tired
rap rhymes ring
chair cookie cap
that hides his mane
for shyness

I don't ask but
for a fragment of him
It won't empty
his life out
but will fill
mine up

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