It is no strain
to sow
little
hearty odes,
aligerous
their whispers
some never share,
making whole
lightning loves
who'd failed wildly
in passionate affairs.
Fragrant are our eyes
when fires
make vain
goodbyes
dreamed envenomed.

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Sliced whispers
fall,
burning,
ghost soliloquys
scribbled from heaven,
listen to
meteors talk.

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We laid our glass bones on a verdant yard as leaves shivered in breathtaking whispers. You called me beloved and asked why I couldn't stay forever. When I woke, aduantas holed the air where you were.

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