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Waking

Photo of Angel Sword Gomes.

Upon waking, I open the windows
That between the air, tour the
contours, angles, curves
your body and your scent is carried well away
. That
take that perfume
the door and take you along on his power.

you become vapor and I be fire, to be sure not to find
.

And you, I hope
guilt is gone.

(This time
walk in the door never to return)

But then you come back safe and
or I do come back and then ...

Sincerely
we run the windows
We are almost no windows
and the absence of a meaning to all this
mutilates her hands to a particular
and makes this awkward, distracting.